Dedication for my mother

It's almost 12 in the afternoon and I still have not wished my mother -- Happy Mother's day. I know people who maybe reading this might wonder I don't really love and cherish my mother. They might be lead to believe that I don't value family ties and bonds.

If they do, then they are totally wrong. I feel a day is not enough to acknowledge the sacrifices a mother makes for her family. I have met so many mothers who feel unappreciated for the little things they forgo to make their child' s life better. The children take their presence for granted and lack gratitude for how a mother modifies her life to accomodate them.

In a world which is demanding, a woman is expected to play various roles- from that of a daughter to a sister to a wife to a mother. Every minute of her life a woman switches between different roles choosing to perform according to the situation.

Personally I feel that Mother's Day is become such a commercialised day. Before the children would put it an effort to please their mother by baking cakes and showing their love. But now when a minute is hard to spare, kids of this generation prefer going for greeting cards on racks and promotions in hotels. Even I am tempted by these offers thrown by different restaurants.

Not that I don't take them up. On Valentines Day I spent time with my mother over lunch. These are the few things to be cherished in life. To converse over smooth spaghetti and cherry wine is something I rarely get to do with my mother these days.

In life we never realise that the greatest gifts lie in small things. Materialistic things don't always satisfy us. We want something more out of life. Something that leaves us with a smile on our face and tear in our eyes.

A simple gesture and a personal touch is all that is needed to make every day a mother's day.