Mexican Mothers’ Day vs. British Mother’s Day

I’m so sorry for this. It made me laugh.

Today is Mothers’ Day in Mexico. Honestly, I don’t know if that grammar is correct in translation, but it’s certainly true in how it’s celebrated.

That’s a little obtuse. Let me put it another way. Since the celebrations began, there has been a complicated ceremony planned and enacted, various in-class activites (even for the older students), congratulations given to every woman who’s given birth, and many students absent to celebrate with their families.

Now, in England, we do celebrate Mother’s Day. We buy cards, take our mum for a meal and then largely forget about the day once lipservice has been paid. Now, I’m not suggesting that that is the feeling behind taking ,out our parents – nor should it be. I’m simply suggesting that we each celebrate our own matriarchs in our own way, then move on.

The thing that amazed be in México were the felicitations that were passed between unrelated individuals. My boss wished a collegue of mine, easily ten or twenty years his junior, a happy Mothers’ Day. I found this a startling and profoundly sweet sentiment.

On Facebook, I did make some comments about the time wasted in rehersing the Mothers’ Day ceremony. I don’t take that back, but purely because of the organisation, rather than the ceremony itself. Nonetheless, today I’ve been really struck by the importance of the day. Like everything seems to be in México, it is lived wholly with passion and honesty. Another of my bosses and close friends recieved a long, honest email for her son-in-law stating his gratitude and positive feelings towards her. She had tears on her face and was really struck by the result this celebration had had on her personal life.

The kids were great. Due poor organisation, however, the rehersal took an hour to start.

Putting aside the idea that we should approach everything with the passion displayed in Hispanic countries (not going to happen), it would be nice to show more respect for the women who do decide to dedicate much of their lives to bringing a new person into the world.

It doesn’t matter if she works forty hours a week to keep them in Manchester United shirts or stays at home to make the house spotless: she’s a mum and she deserves it.

There’s no greater point or reason for this post. Just like the Day of the Dead remembers the people and their interests, rather than simply laying flowers on cold stone, and just like Christmas is still a community affair, so too Mothers’ Day celebrates the act of being a mother. Every mother. I think too much is spoken about upbringing, child support, working mothers, single mothers, teenage mothers in the UK that we don’t really thing about the main thing: they’re all mothers and they all love their children. I think they deserve their day. Even if their sons are on another continent.

I love you, mum.

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