I had to wish Kell a Happy Mothers Day from afar, as I don’t return from Beige until later this week. I sent her a text, an E-card and virtual flowers. I heard that Coney gave her something a bit more “hands on.”
She’s still looking for ways to “assist” with Ms. Eyeshine’s social life. She really can’t help herself; it’s her canine nature to enthusiastically rush into situations where she thinks she can make a positive difference. That impulse ordinary infuriates most felines, which is one of the many reasons the two genuses have such conflicts. That it doesn’t seem to bother Ms. Eyeshine is a mystery, but it’s not one that I’m going to get involved in.
That canine habit on Kell’s part is the main reason that I regard her as the true maternal influence in my life. Angelique was the adult female in the household in which I was raised, but she was so distant I never regarded her in anything approaching motherly terms. Gran had similarly removed herself from regular contact with me. When Dad married Kell, for the first time an adult female regarded me with actual interest. Maybe if I was an English major I’d have words to express how incredible that was to experience.
As for my biological mother, well, she’s on the other side of the portal. Which leads to this week's question. How do humans celebrate Mothers Day?