Mother’s Day Proclamation of 1870

Once again, it’s Mother’s Day here in the USA, and I wanted to remind us all again what Mother’s Day can mean.

I also wanted to let you know that, according to, if you add up all the things a Mother does — tutor, housekeeper, cook, chauffeur, etc., etc. — her salary should be $119,000.

Under the circumstances, is a phone call too much to ask?

Just to put it all in perspective.

Also to add some perspective, and a little laughter, my grandson was here this weekend.  We watched ET together — his first time for this magical movie — and I answered all his questions, including whether or not the movie was made in the 1900’s.  HIs new thing, at 9, is did it happen in the 1900’s?  “Were you born in the 1900’s, Nana?”  Well, yeah.  Right smack in the middle of ’em actually.  And my brain is going “I was!  I really was!”

He sleeps in our family room when he’s here, in his sleeping bag on the couch, and when ET was finished, he wanted to watch the Wizard of Oz (which he has seen before, it’s one of his favorites).  It was getting late — about 2 hours past his bed time, actually — and I was getting a bit crispy and in need in of sleep.  But he always watches a movie until he falls asleep when he stays over, so I put Wizard of Oz in and headed to bed.

Two hours later, I”m sleeping, and from the darkness I here:  “Nana!  Nana!”

“What do you need, sweetheart?” I asked, sleepily.

“Wizard of Oz is over.  Can you put ET in?”

“You need to go to sleep!” I told him.

“But I want to watch ET while I go to sleep,” he said, with a little soft wistful whine I find very hard to resist.

I said, “No, just need to go upstairs and go to sleep.”

“Oh, pleeease, Nana!”

And I said, “You’ll be cranky in the morning if you don’t get sleep, you know that.”

“I’ll pinky promise you!”

Pinky promises between my grandchildren and I are Sacred Vows.  And for this particular grandchild, it is the most Sacred Vow of All.

“Okay, pinky promise,” and I reached out for his pinky in the dark of my room.

“It’s over here, Nana,” he said softly.

I found the pinky and we made our Sacred Vow, and I headed upstairs to switch the movie.

As we were going upstairs, I said, “You know, I spoil you, don’t you.”

And there on the stairs, in the half-light from his room he stopped and looked at me and said, “Thank you, Nana.”

A very Happy Mother’s Day for me.


Mother’s Day Proclamation of 1870 – Julia Ward Howe

“Arise, the women of this day!
Arise all women who have hearts,
Whether your baptism be that of water or of tears!
Say firmly
“We will not have questions decided by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking of carnage,
for caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
all that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We women of one country
will be too tender of those of another country
to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.”
From the bosom of the devastated earth a voice goes with
our own, it says ‘disarm! disarm!’
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice.
Blood does not wipe out dishonor
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them then solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
whereby the great human family can live in peace,
each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Ceasar,
But of God.
In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask
that a general congress of women without limit of nationality,
be appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient
and at the earliest period consistent with its objects,
to promote the alliance of the different nationalities,
the amicable settlement of international questions,
the great and general interests of peace.”

DSC_0084 For all the Mother’s and Grandmother’s in the world. This is for the very special job

you do every day. All of you are irreplaceable