Mother’s Day has always been a celebration of love, gratitude, and the quiet strength that mothers carry through every season of life. But like many traditions, it didn’t start as the commercial holiday we know today.
The modern version began in 1908, when Anna Jarvis of West Virginia held a memorial for her mother, Ann Reeves Jarvis — a woman who spent her life caring for families and promoting public health. Anna campaigned for a national day to honour all mothers, and by 1914, U.S. President Woodrow Wilson officially declared the second Sunday in May as Mother’s Day. From there, the tradition spread across the world, including here in Canada, where it quickly became a cherished spring ritual.
But beyond the history, Mother’s Day is really about moments — the small, thoughtful gestures that remind us we’re loved.
This year, my Mother’s Day began quietly. My daughter sent me flowers on Friday — a beautiful surprise on its own. I didn’t expect anything more. Flowers are already a gift of love, and I was content with that.
Now, we’re not a “restaurant family.” Crowds, noise, and rushed service aren’t our idea of a relaxing celebration. And my daughter, being a mother herself, shouldn’t have to spend the day cooking. She deserves to be honoured too.
So she came up with the perfect solution: a take‑out Mother’s Day dinner at her home — relaxed, warm, and shared together.
We enjoyed delicious Greek food from Poseidon Restaurant in Langley, one of the best spots around for authentic flavours. Alongside it, we opened a bottle of prosecco and a lovely rosé wine — simple, celebratory touches that made the evening feel special without any fuss.
And then came dessert: a homemade strawberry pie, beautifully prepared and absolutely delicious. The kind of dessert that tastes like spring and love in equal measure.
It wasn’t fancy. It wasn’t elaborate.
It was perfect.
Thank you Cheryl, Dave and Lexie for a wonderful evening!
