{"id":24,"date":"2005-05-08T23:28:54","date_gmt":"2005-05-08T20:28:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/2005\/05\/08\/mothers-day\/"},"modified":"2005-05-08T23:28:54","modified_gmt":"2005-05-08T20:28:54","slug":"mothers-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/2005\/05\/08\/mothers-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Mother&#8217;s Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So it was Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day.  Funny, something that had been a given since my birth is foreign to my experience these days.  In Israel, Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day which has been transformed into Family Day, is observed in February.  Most people who were brought up in the US completely forget about US Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day after their first year or two here.<\/p>\n<p>I flash back to memories of my childhood in Philadelphia when my sister and I would walk to Castor Avenue and go from shop to shop looking for something special to give to our mother.  How difficult the choice was!  Nothing was good enough, pretty enough.  What would she like?  One year there was a small pink marble bowl on a pedestal that looked like a birdbath.  Sitting astride the smooth shiny marble edges were two rough white marble birds.  I loved it.  We had it wrapped up and brought it to our mother.  So intense was our anticipation of her joy at this quintessentially perfect gift that I have no memory of her actual reaction.  I do know that it sat on the windowsill in the living room for many years.<\/p>\n<p>Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s day was all about pleasing our mother, something that wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t such an easy task.  I always wondered what it would be like to be the mother.<\/p>\n<p>Well, what I can remember of my days as a mother of young children is some priceless gifts made of wood and tissue and glue and cardboard.  I remember a plaster cast of someone\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand and a fingerpaint print of someone else\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s.  But more than that, I remember the bright smiles and the exchanging of secret glances.  I remember hugs and picnics and lots of laughing.<\/p>\n<p>This morning, my older daughter called and asked if we would like a visit.  She brought over her little girl, not yet 2 months old.  Abigail looks so much like her mother did on a Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s day some years ago when she was one day old and her grandmothers came to visit me in the hospital.  Then as now, I felt a sense of wonder and awe at being a mother, at being able to continue the line from the past into the future.  Then as now, I am grateful to G-d for the privilege of being a mother.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So it was Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day. Funny, something that had been a given since my birth is foreign to my experience these days. In Israel, Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day which has been transformed into Family Day, is observed in February. Most people who were brought up in the US completely forget about US Mother\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Day after their first [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,9,6,10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family-life","category-ramblings","category-interpersonal-relationships","category-spirituality","entry"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/drsavta.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}