Up Against the Wall, Redneck Mother

A Few Thoughts About What Anna Jarvis Wrought

Well, shit. It’s Mother’s Day.

Today, my mother and I are gonna lounge and likely watch terrible movies, because that’s just what she wants to do, and dammit she’s my mother and she can do whatever the hell she wants.

Mother’s Day, like Valentine’s Day, can feel complicated. The coercion to forget all the complexities of our relationship with our mother…