Cards are not a substitute for talking to your mother.
I seriously got the dry heaves in the middle of the Hallmark store today. There's not a whole lot of selection when it comes to birthday cards for mom. They all have pretty much the same sickening sentiment inside. It goes something like this:
I'm sorry I don't
appreciate you.
As I get older,
I realize what a terrible,
ungrateful person I am.
But it's your birthday,
so here's a card.
All I was looking for was a Happy Birthday, possibly even an I love you, not, Sorry for all the years I mistreated you. If the greeting card industry is to be believed, no one is capable of uttering, "I love you, Mom," and only ever thinks about the nice, mothery stuff she's done once a year. Well, I, for one, have thought about it at least twice.
This is one reason that I prefer to write my own letters...
Merry Christmas to you and yours, Meredith.