Is One Day REALLY Enough?

“If you knew how great is a mother’s love,” Wendy told them triumphantly, “you would have no fear.”

HAPPY MOTHER's DAY
to all the wonderful ladies out there,

without whom we would be nothing.

150 Years of Mothering (and then some!)

It's QUITE the day.

Not only is it
Mother's Day
but it's also the
150 Anniversaryof the birth of Sir J.M. Barrie.
Given his history with his own mother as well as the way mothers are so integral not only to his most well known story of Peter Pan, but in all his work as well, it's quite a staggering coincidence. How perfectly lovely that the calendar should conspire for this synchronization!

So here's an extra special hurrah for both Barrie and mothers everywhere.

She went from bed to bed singing enchantments over them, and little Michael flung his arms round her. “Mother,” he cried, “I’m glad of you.”

Chapter 2: The Shadow - Peter and Wendy

MOM is WOW

He knew he had but to say "Mother" ever so softly, and she would wake up. They always wake up at once if it is you that says their name.
Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens, Sir J.M. Barrie

For every mother everywhere, thank you. For all their devotion, sacrifice, assistance and wisdom: thank you all.


Happy Mother's Day!

Mother's Day...

I suppose I shan't be able to get away with not writing a happy and well-wished Mother's Day to all of the magnificent matriarchs out there. After all, what is a Peter Pan story without a Mother being involved? Certainly Barrie had a great fondness for their ceaseless devotion. So Brava! May the kindness and selflessness they bestow on us be retunred to them three fold!

"It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day. If you could keep awake (but of course you can’t) you would see your own mother doing this, and you would find it very interesting to watch her. It is quite like tidying up drawers. You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet, pressing this to her cheek as if it were as nice as a kitten, and hurriedly stowing that out of sight. When you wake in the morning, the naughtiness and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on." - Peter and Wendy, Chapter 1: Peter Breaks Through