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Showing posts with label mothers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mothers. Show all posts

Thursday, December 22, 2022

Remembering . . .

Those very special family and friends who are no longer here to celebrate the holidays.
(Comments are off. The purpose of this post was a personal remembrance.)
My late mother, Clara, enjoyed Christmas. She passed 8 years ago today. I celebrate her joy of the holiday on this anniversary. I'm sure many others remember loved ones now as well.

Through the years
We all will be together
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now *

* Lyrics are from Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas written in 1943 by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane; introduced by Judy Garland in the 1944 MGM film, Meet Me in St Louis.

Friday, September 9, 2022

Losing a Mother . . .

Is never easy, no matter how old you or she were at the time.

Mom's engagement photo
The passing of Queen Elizabeth II brought back memories of my late mother, even though she passed away 8 years ago. She was 92, slightly younger than the queen who was 96.

The queen was a monarch, but a mother too, not only to her immediate family, but to her country and beyond as witnessed by the tributes worldwide.

My mother and the queen shared not only motherhood, but also service to their country service during WW II.

The late queen was a driver and mechanic, despite her father, King George VI, stated opinion that, as a princess, she shouldn't join a women's auxiliary or work in a factory. On turning 18, she signed up becoming the first full time female member of the royal family to sign up for armed forces service. 

My mother also served the war effort, but in a different way. She and her sister worked at an aircraft assembly factory in my home state of NJ. Along with other female workers, they assembled wings on FM-2 Wildcat fighter planes and collectively they were famously known as Rosie the Riveter.

Today, would have been my mother's 100th birthday. Family and friends celebrated at a party on her 90th. Today was spent looking over photos from that event, while the world was remembering another mother. (It's why this post was delayed.) 
Happy 🎂 Birthday, Mom ♥️

Time doesn't dim memories. It makes them more precious. 
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Sunday, May 10, 2020

Mother's Day 2020

Today, May 10, is celebrated as Mother's Day holiday in the U.S. It's been a number years since I visited the history of this holiday; this is a rehash and update and I wanted to share with everyone. (I'm nice that way.)

Sadly, both our mothers are deceased; Grenville's for over 45 years and mine for more than 5 years. If you're fortunate to have your mother, celebrate her everyday

(Of course, in some cases, sadly there have been mothers who may not be as fondly remembered.)


Mother's Day This 'n That

Mother’s Day has become one of the biggest holidays for consumer spending. More people buy flowers and plants than for any other holiday, except Christmas and Hanukkah.

Anna Jarvis, the woman credited founding Mother’s Day was never married and was also childless. She established the holiday to honor her mother, Ann Reeves Jarvis.

The correct placement of the apostrophe is Mother’s Day. Jarvis, was very specific — “mother’s day” is a singular possessive referring to a single mother (yours), not a plural possessive commemorating all mothers.

The U.S. Congress rejected a 1908 Mother’s Day proposal from Jarvis for a national holiday. Jarvis garnered public support and, by 1912, every state observed Mother’s Day.

President Woodrow Wilson has been called the father of Mother’s Day.

Jarvis urged people to stop buying gifts and flowers for Mother’s Day, upset that it had become over-commercialized within 6 years of the 1914 holiday proclamation

Mother’s Day marks the highest U.S. phone traffic of the year. More phone calls are made this day than any other day of the year; phone traffic often spikes nearly 40 percent.

Hallmark Card sales show that most people do not make homemade greetings as its founder had proposed.

Jarvis died in 1948 and is buried next to her mother in a Bala-Cynwyd, PA cemetery.

Way Back Where It Began

The origin of Mother’s Day pre-dates the Civil War (1861-1865). In 1868, Ann Reeves Jarvis (called Mother Jarvis) started mothers’ day clubs in West Virginia teaching women how to care for their children. Jarvis had 13 children, only 4 survived to adulthood. Epidemics were common; up to 30% of infants died before their first birthday.

These clubs became a unifying force in a region of the country still divided over the Civil War. Throughout the war, Mother Jarvis, a peace activist, had organized many women’s brigades, asking women to do all they could without regard for which side their men had chosen.
Anna Jarvis, Mother's Day Founder
After her mother’s 1905 death, Anna Jarvis considered that a Mother’s Day holiday could honor sacrifices mothers made for their children. Jarvis wanted to set aside a day to honor not only her mother, but all mothers.

The first Mother's Day was celebrated May 1908 in Grafton, West Virginia at the Methodist church where Anna Jarvis taught Sunday School. While not there, Anna sent 500 white carnations, her mother’s favorite flower, to be to represent the purity of a mother’s love and be worn by sons and daughters to honor their mothers.

Jarvis had financial backing from retailer John Wanamaker. That day, thousands attended a similar event at Wanamaker’s department store auditorium in Philadelphia, PA.

Following the success of these events, Jarvis resolved to see the holiday added to the national calendar. She started a letter writing campaign to newspapers and prominent politicians urging the adoption of a special day honoring motherhood.

In 1908, the U.S. Congress rejected a proposal to make Mother's Day an official holiday joking they would also have to proclaim a “Mother-in-law's Day.” 

In 1912, she trademarked the phrase, Second Sunday in May, Mother's Day, Anna Jarvis, Founder, and created the Mother's Day International Association to promote her cause. She appealed for public support with letter writing, country-wide promos (this was way before TV, radio and internet). Financial assistance came from backers such as retail magnate John Wanamaker and entrepreneur H.J. Heinz. 

Jarvis devoted herself full-time to the promotion of Mother’s Day and argued that U.S. holidays were slanted to male achievements. She urged the adoption of a special day to honor motherhood and recalled her mother's words, in a 1978 Sunday school lesson on Biblical, There are many days for men, none for mothers.

It worked. By 1912, states, towns and churches observed it as a local holiday. The first in 1910 was West Virginia, her home state. President Wilson signed a proclamation in 1914
President Woodrow Wilson
making Mother's Day a national holiday honoring mothers on the second Sunday in May.


What Happened Later

Commercialization, as always, flourished after Mother’s Day became a national holiday as florists and others capitalized on its popularity. By the early 1920s, Hallmark Cards, the oldest and largest U.S. manufacturer of greeting cards was marketing Mother's Day cards. There was a huge profit margin in this new holiday. 

Jarvis, at first, worked with the floral industry. Her version of the day was to wear a white carnation as a badge and visit one’s mother or attend church services. She argued that appreciation of mothers should be through handwritten letters of love and gratitude, not store-bought gifts and cards.

In retaliation, she organized Mother’s Day boycotts and threaten to issue lawsuits against companies, spending most of her personal wealth in legal fees. She railed non-stop against Mother’s Day profiteers, speaking out against confectioners, florists and even charities.

In 1923, Jarvis protested at a candy makers' convention in Philadelphia and in 1925 at a meeting of American War Mothers. Carnations, her mother’s favorite flower, had become associated with Mother's Day. Selling carnations to raise money angered Jarvis, who was arrested for disturbing the peace.

She launched countless lawsuits against groups that were using the name “Mother’s Day.” By the time of her 1948 death, she had disowned the holiday, and lobbied the to see it removed from the U.S. holiday calendar.

Today, Mother’s Day is way more popular than Jarvis imagined. Just check out any greeting card rack to find cards to honor any mom-like figure in your life.

Our Mothers before they were moms — Clara Rose & Mary Elizabeth 💐

Friday, September 9, 2016

Special Remembrance

Today is usually a Friday Funnies photo post to start the weekend on a smile 😄 or two.

But, this date marks what would have been my late mother's 95th birthday 🎂.  Mom enjoyed her birthday celebrations, especially the one for her 90th year milestone. Making that day more special was great-grandson Bobby helping to blow out the candles.
Thinking of you, Mom, with Love ❤️
Enjoy your weekend, Everyone. 
Cherish ⌛️time spent with family and friends.

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Happy Mother's Day

To Allmothers, grandmothers, great grandmothers, mothers to be, foster mothers . . . 
And, today we especially remember our own mothers, Clara and Betty . . .

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

A Year Ago . . .

This is the first full Christmas season without my mother. She passed away unexpectedly last Dec. 22. Our last time spent together was Thanksgiving 2014.

While it's true that last Christmas was truly the first without her, that time was filled with decisions and arrangements to be made. There was also time spent with family and friends. Being surrounded by caring people left little time to grieve during a holiday, which was a good thing.

However, this Christmas is different and I feel her absence more strongly. But with this sadness, there is also joyfulness. I believe that she is celebrating Christmas with family members and friends who left before her including my father, her parents and sister and many of her special friends. I can imagine them still all gathering for their regular Saturday night gin rummy game.

Also, as mentioned in a previous post, some of her holiday decorations are being used in our apt home this year. They are treasured and will continue to be part of our Christmas decor for years to come; she will be here in spirit.

The past couple of weeks, I've spent time looking through family photos as I put together a photo album for my brother. There were many photos of my mother as she enjoyed Christmas celebrations with her family; she always had a good time. 

This holiday season, if you are also missing family member(s) or special friend(s), remember the happy times spent together — and make new holiday memories to cherish.
Merry Christmas
Dorothy (aka Beatrice) 

Monday, December 29, 2014

In Her Memory

In a pre-holiday post, I wrote that due to a family health issue and out of state travel, we would be taking a temporary blog break. Comments were off then (as now). Pat and I knew that your collective good wishes would be with us. 
The family crisis was my mother's unexpected hospitalization in our home state of NJ. Sadly, she passed away a few days before Christmas. She collapsed in her home, and thankfully my brother was with her. She was transported to the hospital, which is listed as the "official" place of death. Although my mother had been in failing health the past few years, she refused to reside anyplace else. Her desire was to die "at home" and we know that is exactly what happened.

The passing of a loved one, family or friend, is a sad event, even more so at the holidays. I know that my mother is now free from pain, suffering and most of all, I know that she is reunited with my father, whom she's missed since his passing over 30 years ago. Despite that loss, she maintained a strong and independent spirit. While not "tech-savy" in terms of computers and the like, she could tell "what was what." She kept current on world-wide events, watched the nightly news, and read the paper daily.

My mother was 92 years old. Two years ago, she told us wanted to celebrate her 90th year with a blowout birthday party surrounded by family and friends. It was a memorable occasion for everyone especially her. 

I believe that my mother celebrated a wonderful Christmas even though she was not with us. My fondest wish is that she know how much her family loved her and admired her strength, wisdom and generous spirit.

Mom, we love you and are already missing you. You will always be with us in memory and spirit till we meet again one day.


(Thanks to fellow bloggers who sent private emails of concern which were much appreciated by myself and my family.)
Dorothy

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Birthday Time



Happy Birthday Mom ! 

Dorothy's Mom is celebrating birthday #92 in New Jersey today. These photos were taken during a visit to her home in July— looking great mom !



Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Celebrating Mom

Grenville and I celebrated Mother's Day this past weekend with a road trip to our home state of New Jersey for a visit with my mom. 


This celebration featured dinner at a favorite local restaurant, the Stage House Tavern in Scotch Plains, NJ, where the food presentation looked as good as it tasted. 

Our dinner choices included lamb sausage appetizer, entrees of sea scallops/vegetables and chicken with crabmeat/béarnaise sauce. One of the dessert choices was peanut butter mousse pie.


The tavern remains in its original location and was once a regular stop for stage lines between New York and Philadelphia. It was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1982. (It was crowded with celebrants, so photo taking wasn't possible.)

And, many thanks for comments on my earlier Mother's Day post.

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Christmas with Mom

Thanks to everyone for your holiday greetings and well wishes for my mother. She was hospitalized unexpectedly before Christmas in NJ. She has since been transferred a rehab facility, where she is expected to remain for the next couple of weeks.

These photos from a Christmas Day visit. Top left to right, mom with granddaughters (and our nieces), Julie and Jamie. Bottom left to right, myself & mom, mom in holiday wear, and myself and brother Tony.