Going through my social media yesterday made me feel a little loveless at first. Everyone – male, female, young, old – posted about the best, most creative, exceptional, blablablah – mother they were supposed to have. Do not get me wrong, I get along just fine with my mom. But we had tough times, we fought a lot, we still have moments discussing and not agreeing. As a teenager I thought, I was adopted. But then, who did not? Being the firstborn of four and a girl might have left me craving for more attention than others. I sure love my mom, she fed and raised me, she gave me important advice (which I never took) and she spread her charms. But I am aware and grateful for that all 364 other days of the year and do not feel the need to go buy something to show. In fact, I am mighty glad she is away traveling with my dad, to not even give me and my brothers the opportunity to go make fools of ourselves. On a second thought I am hoping that all the love for mothers, one day will turn into love for women. Because strangely, we are still not equally treated on this planet. I have written about those thoughts HERE and HERE. I do not know how to translate the german phrase „alles Schlampen ausser Mutti“ which for me expresses a lot about our society. So, these are my thoughts on celebrating a day which was surely invented by industry. Why do it? Better treat your mom the way she deserves it all year long, support her if needed, tell her to open her mind if needed. And think about women in our society and how they are treated throughout the year?