…from the trunk of my rental car to yours.
A few lines I found scratched in a notebook from college:
Vows to my Mother
I promise that by the time you get sick of waking up at 5am to put the twenty-five-pound turkey in the oven, I will find it endearing.
I promise to help my brother and sister in your absence, to be there in case of failed marriages or credit card debt.
I promise to retain a minimum of 27% of what you’ve taught me.
I promise to eat well and be kind to strangers, especially old ones.
For the interesting history of Mother’s Day, read this article by National Geographic.