Such Is The Day
by Gina Valley
Smiles at midnight
Two as one
Joy splash nigh
I just got home after performing at Listen To Your Mother – San Francisco.
Well, not so much home, as hotel, but you know what I mean. I’ve peeled off the Spankx and scrubbed off the stage make up. My heels are back in their box and my jammies pants are on.
It was not my usual Mothers’ Day.
Instead of dinner out, I had a catered meal with the rest of the cast, my newest friends. Instead of reminiscing about Mothers’ Days past with my pack, I laughed in the green room with the amazing group of women I was honored to perform with.
Interestingly, although there were no children in that room, there was a tremendous amount of “mothering” going on.
It was a beautiful thing.
Helping each other. Supporting each other. Guiding, caring, lifting, praising. All things moms do every day. Laughing and listening. Assisting with wardrobe. Checking make up. All mom stuff.
All mom territory.
All hallmarks of mothering.
All reminders that you don’t have to be a mother to “mother.” You don’t have to have a child to “mother.” You don’t even need to have a child in the room to “mother.”
Mothering is about caring.
So is fathering.
I feel so privileged to have been reminded again today that it’s not so much the fact that someone is a mother that we’re celebrating on Mothers’ Day. What we’re truly celebrating is the caring shown by that person.
I didn’t get to hang out with my children much today, although they were in the audience. I didn’t get to see my mom. Nonetheless, it was a great Mothers’ Day, because the true spirit of mothering was so strong in that green room .
And, now my pack and I are back at our hotel, where we will stuff ourselves with fast food, jump on the beds, and watch movies until the wee hours.
I want to show them how to get enough vertical to make the jump from one bed to the other.
How do you celebrate Mothers’ Day? Is it a hard day for you? How do you deal with that? Shoot me a comment. I’m looking forward to hearing all about it.