I was a waitress for many years so when I go to a restaurant I do not want to stand in a buffet line and serve myself. I don’t know how this became the American tradition for Mother’s Day. Thankfully my husband knows this, and besides our usual fun Malibu Sunday (which is: Lake Shrine, Farmers Market, riding lessons), he also lavished a lazy day filled with love and yummy snacks and kisses on me. My best Mother’s Day yet! I got to read, look at the clouds with the kids, admire my growing garden, help Amelia finish a sewing project, and nap. I love it when I remember to be grateful right in the moment.
I also got to watch the kids come up with endlessly entertaining activities like bobbing for apples, and whatever they’re doing in this photo:
Those kids are genuine weird-o’s and I love hanging out with them.
That was my sweet and lovely mama day, but I always like to remember how Mother’s Day started in the US. Julia Ward Howe was an anti war activist. She penned the original Mother’s Day Proclamation in 1870. This is my favorite passage:
“Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy, and patience. We women of one country will be too tender to those of another country to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.”
It helps to remember when we are so angry about some injustice that everyone was somebody’s baby. This does not excuse unacceptable behavior, but hopefully tempers our actions and judgements.
Recently a woman in Santa Monica was dancing naked on the roof of a building on Main St. It’s been reported that she had a flag and was also doing yoga poses. She fell or jumped. She lived but was very severely injured. I was on Main St. right when it was all happening. I felt an awful sorrow.
On my way home there were a group of people on the corner of Lincoln Blvd. and Rose Ave. in Venice protesting for peace. Others honked car horns in support. I usually love a good protest or rally, but this one did not lift my spirits. I kept thinking about the woman who jumped/fell, she was somebody’s baby. What happened?
It’s been reported that the people on the roof with her, also naked, ran from the scene. Wine and clothes were found on the roof. All of the people involved are described as transient.
A party on the roof all naked and free doesn’t sound terrible. So what happened? What happens to people as they make their way through life? Where are their moms to tell them to stay the hell away from the edge of the building. It’s not being fun and free, it’s dangerous! What is this young girls life going to be like now. Severely injured, transient, in her 20’s, shaved head…who is she and where will she go now? I hope she has a mama to go home to.
But now, it’s Friday and I want to watch this video over and over again: