Christian Living, Specials

When the Day of Roses & Hugs for Mothers Ends, Don’t Forget

Here’s a regular conversation:

“Hey, Simon! How’s life? How did that History presentation go?” asked Lily.

“Wassup! Life’s alright. The History thing was better than I thought, but now I have a big Math test coming up. How’ve you been?”

“Oof, Math sucks. Hope it goes well. I’ve been pretty great, actually! My cousins flew in the day before yesterday, so hanging out with them has been fun. What about- oh, are those new shoes? They look great!” exclaimed Lily.

“Thanks! Yeah, my mom saw that my old shoes were kinda beat up, so she bought these ones. I really like them. They’re my favorite color, too.” said Simon.

“Yeah, they’re nice. So, how’s. . . .”


Hope that was entertaining. 😎 Just kidding, that wasn’t the point of this (I promise to get to the point—later). A little over a week ago was Mother’s Day. (Actually, it was supposed to be a week ago, but with finals and everything, I wasn’t able to work on this or publish it last Sunday as planned. Hence, a random Wednesday. In June. Hehe, sorry.)

Honestly, I didn’t do as much as I could’ve and should’ve to honor my mom. For some reason, it was kind of weird. Usually, I do more. This is a shift that many teens go through.

We sometimes use the excuse that our creativity is burnt, and so we just don’t write any cards or organize anything special. And while in some cases burnt imagination does happen, it can also be us teenagers thinking, “I’m too old for little kid cards and pretend spas.” After years of making Valentine’s Day cards for my four older sisters, I’ve learned to just go with the grind. . . even if I get hand cramps.

And I know, sometimes there are things you do when you’re a kid. But even you can be creative. I’m sure of this. The Author of Everything knows this. Simply searching, “things a teenager can do for mother’s day,” Google gave me dozens of options and ideas.

Mother’s Day, however, has already passed. So why would I post this a good deal after Mother’s Day?

We as humans tend to forget the past: one of the main reasons history seems to repeat itself. It’s the same with Mother’s Day. On that day, we remember the love, patience, and selflessness our dear mothers display, and the day after we snap at them for accidentally calling us our dog’s name instead of ours. Why is this?

The answer: life goes on, and we go with it. One day we’re stressing horribly over school, and the next year we completely forget how miserable it was. It’s the same with Mother’s Day.

Now let me answer the question I ignored above: Why would I intend to post this a week after Mother’s Day? As a reminder to not forget to love, honor, and respect our moms.

I can say that, and you can agree, but that doesn’t take us very far, does it? So let me stress one fault that keeps many from seeing how they mistreat their mothers: it is mental blindness. Not being able to hear one’s own tone, see one’s own actions, and maybe even understand the argument of another. Mental blindness is also a form of pride, and pride is powerful.

I’m guilty of this. You may be too. But since we are too blind to see it, how can we fix it?? The answer is simple, but a little difficult.

Suck up your pride, put on some humility, and ask trusted ones. Now, now, before you start exclaiming, “I don’t have the courage to ask my parents that!” That’s not the end of my point. If you don’t have a whole lot of courage yet or struggle with pride, start with friends or mentors—trusted, respectful, hopefully faith-filled friends, especially those who are strong with introspection. The older, the better.

Ask them, “Am I mentally blind? Do I tend to have big faults that I don’t notice? What are they?” And then begin a conversation about this.

From there, either move to siblings or parents (depending on who you’re more comfortable with).

Now here, I got stumped—for several days. “What advice should I provide? What other thoughts should I share?” In all transparency, I didn’t feel qualified to write this. That’s the dilemma I’ve faced with several posts on Christianity, too. Because I’m not even close to perfection in being a Christian and a son, and that’s brought about Writer’s Block.

Wow, that spiel did help. Let’s keep going. I’ll refer back to the conversation at the top. It was a small act of kindness from Simon’s mother. I wanted it to be as random as possible, just to represent day-to-day mother’s intuition.

Now, we don’t know much else about Simon’s mother. I know she’s not perfect. She could be one of those mothers who leaves you thinking, “Wow, he does not deserve a mom like that,” or maybe Simon and she don’t agree or get along. Maybe she’s treated him poorly; maybe she’s neglected him.

However, she’s his mother, and that’s something significant. She did much more than buy him shoes. She gave birth to him, nursed him, and raised him. That is still more than any guy I know could comprehend.

Some mothers are wonderful; some try; some are. . . difficult; some almost completely leave you alone when you become independent—but I haven’t met many of the latter. Whether she deserves it or not (and I’m sure she deserves it), love your mother, and show it.


Now, I’m not saying to walk up to your mother and shout, “Happy belated Mother’s Day!” That’s not what I’m trying to communicate here. It’s a day-by-day thing, and not easy for our imperfect human brains, but do your best to acknowledge her. Reveal your love through quality time, gifts, words of affirmation, physical touch, acts of service, etc.

Start with what you do best, and go from there.

(I hope you enjoyed this and know I love you, Mamá. 🙃)

Farewell, and have a good day! I love how this post is several days closer to Father’s Day than Mother’s Day. Guys, life is radical. ‘Least I’m done with “official” school.

With God’s help,

~Daniel Amador

9 thoughts on “When the Day of Roses & Hugs for Mothers Ends, Don’t Forget”

  1. Great points, Daniel! This is really hard-hitting and important for those who want to see their relationship with their parents grow in love. I’m grateful for the way you stressed how we need to pay attention to the way we interact with them, and remember to keep courtesy in our actions; and not just on one day every year. 😄 Good post!

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s