Pink Carnations

I am a little behind on this, but computer problems denied me access and my life has been too hectic to write. At church, on Mother's Day, they gave pink carnations to all the mothers in the congregation. Pink carnations on Mother's Day always invoke a fond memory of Grandpop making sure each of us got a pink carnation to wear in honor of our mother for Mother's Day, with the yearly reminder that pink was for people whose mothers were still living and white was for people whose mothers had reached their eternal home. It was so civilized and even a steelworker could make sure his grandchildren all wore carnations for Mother's Day. Today we've pretty much lost the ritual. Why I even heard more than one person complain about the woman that "invented" Mother's Day. Nostalgia, I think, is not so bad as long as one does not wallow in it. I think any reason for celebration should be relished. All too soon those pink carnations turn to white.