As Americans travel to spend Thanksgiving with their friends and family, we think and sometimes even sing "Over the river and through the wood to grandfather's house we go... (or some variation thereof)." I didn't know until quite recently that the poem/song was written by a woman!
I love getting scribbled cards from my grandchildren and the thoughtful notes from daughters and my sons-in-law. I like wishing my mother were still here and I think about how much she did not like being celebrated for something she already thought was a gift.
Too few Americans are aware that early advocates of Mother's Day in the United States originally envisioned it as a day of peace, to honor and support mothers who lost sons and husbands to the carnage of the Civil War.
The time is here for women to join with men in claiming our voices. The foundation has been laid to join and lead together. This opportunity was crafted by those who came before us; generations of men and women who have lived their lives so we can live ours.
The history of violence that is coming to Chicago belongs entirely to NATO. What a paradox. We mask unutterable brutality and an agenda of endless violence and global domination in the language of Hallmark greeting cards and turn sound cannons on the ensuing cries of outrage.
Like many other holidays that have been commercialized in modern times, Mother's Day has centuries-old antecedents. Cultures around the world celebrated (and still do) the mother goddess as a representative of nurturing and the giver of all life.