Some Mother’s Day advice

If you forgot today is Mother’s Day, I hope you are reading this early enough in the day to do something about it. For most of us, this is not a holiday to skip. Think of the over-commercialization of this one as simply making it more convenient for you to find something that will help you express the gratitude and love for your mother — or grandmother, or aunt, or the woman who made you who you are today.

Call her, at least. There are plenty of folks who will spend today wishing they could do so, with their own mothers.

And if you are one of these women, thank you.

Thank you for the nearly impossible work you did or are doing to turn someone who melts down in a restaurant because they just realized their spaghetti touched their bread into a decent, responsible, productive adult. There’s no manual; there’s no “right” way … but there are way too many people ready to judge, and the work can seem like an uphill slog even in the simplest of moments.

Whether you are doing this alone or with a partner, or with an army of family members available at a moment’s notice, what you do is hard.

Thank you.

Kids grow up, quickly. Their needs change faster than anyone can be prepared for. One moment you are wriggling them into a new onesie after the second what-the-heck?! incident of the day; the next you are handing them car keys and assuring them you won’t wait up (but you do); and then after you’ve blinked a couple of times, they’re off.

Yet you adapt. There are very few other callings that require that kind of mental, emotional — and sometimes physical — flexibility. But you do it, sometimes also adjusting for multiple children at different stages in their journey.

Thank you.

You love, encourage, support, discipline, scold, soothe and protect; and even if your children have been out of the house for many years, you never stop.

Thank you.

Do you know what else you do? You inspire. You give hope. Not just to your own children, either.

Although, come to think of it, I’d better take care of something real quick:

Mom, you inspire me. Thank you!

I’m fortunate to have a platform on which to be able to do something like that. For most people, today is a phone call, a card, maybe a dinner out — it doesn’t matter how the message is conveyed; remember, this is the woman who cried over a macaroni-and-yarn necklace.

Happy Mother’s Day, everyone.


“I got to grow up with a mother who taught me to believe in me.”

— Former Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa

“I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.”

— President Abraham Lincoln

Christina Myer is executive editor of The Parkersburg News and Sentinel. She can be reached via e-mail at