The commercialism of Mother's Day in America is still new to me. I'm not used to all the advertisements and window displays everywhere, reminding me to buy something for Mom.
For most of my adult life Mothers' Day could only be a phone call across 12 time zones. 1999 was the last year I was able to make that call. She died, totally unexpectedly, later that year.
(Pictures of Janice R. MacKinnon, poet, mother and author, from some time in the early 80's and with the family some time in the early 70's.)