The truth of the matter, however, is that not everyone celebrates this holiday. For some of us, Mother’s Day is a very painful day to endure.
My Mom died when I was three, and I have absolutely no memory of her. But every Mother’s Day, I am reminded of my loss. I don’t want to ruin the holiday for anyone else, so I try to keep to myself and just survive the day.
I know I’m not the only only struggling to get through this day, so I thought I’d write about how I cope.
Today is one of the few days of the year when I don’t mind being alone. Since I don’t have to worry about bringing down a significant other on what might be a joyous day for her, I can hole up in the safety of The House on the Hill and just do my thing.
This year, Mother’s Day is gloomy and rainy, which is actually helpful. It’s a lot easier to deal with the sadness when the weather already has you in that sort of mood. It’s such a waste to be glum on a beautiful Spring day, but no worries about that here.
Since it’s Sunday, there is absolutely no reason for me to have to interact with another person. If I had to go to work, I might have a hard time putting on a happy face, or explaining why I’m not all cheery like everyone else.
The first rule of surviving Mother’s Day is to avoid Facebook. I made the mistake of checking my news feed this morning, and it was filled with happy, positive messages and photos of my friends with their Moms. Again, I wish no one ill will on this day, but seeing all that love and happiness really makes the pain of my loss worse.
I recommend going for a long run. I didn’t care that it was raining, and actually welcomed the downpour because it meant no one else was going to be out on my route. I just put my head down, pulled my hood up, and lost myself in the activity.
I was too focused on the pain in my aching muscles and how many steps I had on my fitness tracker to think about what today was.
Working in the kitchen is another perfect was to keep my mind busy. I whipped up a huge breakfast to reward myself for my run and this week’s weight loss.
Let me interject here that I have now lost 22 lbs since I started my new fitness program on April 1! I am thrilled with that number, and the excitement of today’s weigh in definitely helped to improve my mood.
After breakfast, I set to work on preparing my meal for the week. I’ve been trying to come up with new healthy recipes to help me with my weight loss. Today, I put together a meal that includes chicken, potatoes, peppers, mushrooms, and onions all marinated in chicken broth and then baked.
I’ll serve that over brown rice and maybe even add a side salad. I wasn’t quite sure about what to expect, but this is what I found when I pulled the baking pan out of the oven…
Obviously, I have writing to take my mind off of today’s festivities. I’ve used this activity as an escape ever since I was a little boy dealing with bullies at school and an overbearing stepmother at home. It still works today. All I need to do is open up the laptop, and my mind immediately races off to someplace much more exciting than here. I don’t know how I’d cope with life if it weren’t for writing.
I definitely advise you to find a good book. A rainy day like today is perfect for just curling up on the couch and reading. I plan to do exactly that after I’m finished with this post. The latest Jack Ryan adventure, which is thicker than a phone book, awaits me.
Later, I will turn to my heroes for comfort. Not only are my beloved Yankees on ESPN tonight, but before the game, they are retiring Derek Jeter’s number. I cannot wait to watch the ceremony and the game. No one does pomp and circumstance as well as the New York Yankees.
Then it will be time for bed, and I will have survived another Mother’s Day. Life doesn’t have to be that complicated when you have a plan…
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