Mothers day card making ideas

We live in a society of commercialism. It seems that no matter what time of year it is or what is happening with the economy, the merchants try to turn the event into another reason to have a sale. Every possible three day weekend marks a sale of some type. The Martin Luther King Sale, the Presidents Day sale and the luck of the Irish sale. And that is only the first three months of the year. No matter the significance of the day on the calendar, some marketing firm will come up with a way to create a shopping event.

I love to shop and I have to admit that many times I am out amongst the shoppers looking for a bargain at the different sales events. The commercialism did strike me however as I was looking for mothers day cards last year. I originally went to the store for something else completely, but I saw the display of mothers day cards so I thought I would pick one up for my mother and one for my mother-in-law.

There were so many cards in different headings. There were mothers day cards for grandmothers, aunts, sisters, special women in our lives, step mothers, girlfriends, the list was on-going. I could not believe that the card industry had expanded the simple day of honoring our mother’s into including buying a card for every woman in our lives.

As I was looking at the mothers day cards I picked out the one for my mother and one for my mother-in-law. I then was holding three for my sisters and one for my god mother. I was then looking for one for my husband’s god mother and that is where I stopped. I realized I had met his god mother one time at our wedding reception. He did not have a close relationship with her. She played no role in making him the person that he is today.

I found that I was picking out mothers day cards to send just because they were there. If I had bought all the cards that I was holding it would have cost me over twenty dollars. I looked at what I had in my hand. Why would I buy mothers day cards for my sisters? They did not raise me. They have children and are mothers, but not to me. We are friends as well as sisters, but that did not mean I needed to send them mothers day cards. I put back all of the cards except the one for my mother. I liked the card and what it said. I thought my husband should pick out the card that would be sent to his mother. I am glad I did not support the commercialism of mother’s day.