Mother’s Day in Mexico is celebrated on May 10th, regardless of the day of the week it falls upon. In Canada Mother’s Day is celebrated on the second Sunday of May. This year Mother’s Day for me was two days in a row this past weekend.
My children are both in their 30’s now (this photo was taken 6 years ago) so we have celebrated many of these days together. I have beautiful memories of cards and gifts they made me. I can still feel the hugs and kisses. They always made me feel special. And I thank God every day for the gift of motherhood, and that I have been blessed with two wonderful children.
Because I live in Mexico, and they live in Canada, we no longer are together on Mother’s Day. The Email and Facebook Messages I received from them this year brought tears to my eyes. It just doesn’t get any easier over the years and I wonder if we will ever be together again on Mother’s Day.
Last year I was in Winnipeg awaiting surgery on Mother’s Day. Kyle, Krista and I had a fabulous lunch together at Montana’s.
Unfortunately Kimmy was living in Ontario and unable to be with us. The last time I was with both of my children on Mother’s Day was in 2009. Kimmy made a beautiful brunch for me at her home in Oak Bluff.
One Mother’s Day that stands out was May 12th, 1996. This was the last time I was with my mother on this day. She passed away just over a month later.
I remember that day vividly. We had brunch together in my house in Tuxedo. I remember the menu……….mandarin orange almond salad, baked french toast casserole, lemon jello mold and a trifle for dessert. But what I remember most is regretting that we didn’t take any family photos. Instead I carry in my heart the memories of my children, my mother and myself together that one last time.
Day 1 of Mother’s Day this year fell on a Saturday. I taught my class as usual that day, even giving an exam to my class. I’d like to share a Facebook post from one of my students:
Pedro Sanchez Belloposted toKaren Pollack
Hi teacher, Happy Mother`s day, a thanks for all the things you have taught me.
God bless you for ever.
God bless you for ever.
I am so thankful for my students here in Mexico. They are such a joy to teach and so appreciative of their foreign teacher. This post really tugged at my heartstrings.
After class, I headed for Central Nueva and caught a bus to Tototlan. One of my former housemates moved there about a month ago to open up an English school, and he invited me to come out and visit him. Omar arrived at the bus station on his moped and we headed for his house.
Omar is an ambitious young man in his twenties, and we had many stimulating conversations when he lived in Tlaquepaque. And our time together this past weekend included chats about family, careers, religion and everything in between.
We walked down to the plaza via the cemetery, stopping for delicious tacos along the way.
We sat in the plaza talking for quite a while before heading to a coffee shop.
On Day 2 of Mother’s Day Omar cooked a delicious breakfast for us.
We watched a couple of movies, and before I knew it, we were back on the moped heading for the bus station.
And that was Mother’s Day 2014. I wonder where I’ll be for Mother’s Day 2015………