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Mother's Day ramblings and beauty tips

Out of My Head

Posted: May 10, 2008 1:30 a.m.
Updated: July 12, 2008 5:04 a.m.
 
What makes a mother feel beautiful? A pre-Mother's Day TV commercial promoting (what else?) Mother's Day commercialism is currently attempting to answer that question. In doing so, that particular jewelry store ad is venturing into some potentially dangerous psychological territory.

In the commercial, a pretty, smiling woman is seen with her two little girls. They have just polished their Mommy's nails. Not a perfect job, but it's the thought, right?

Next, Daddy is on the scene, surprising Mommy with a sparkly diamond necklace for Mother's Day. Shazzam!

Now gushing with delight, Mom declares: "I've never felt so beautiful!"

Seeing that, I wondered: What message is it sending out to girls?

Could it be that the way to feel good about yourself is through scoring expensive bling from your man?

Is it that materialism and appearances are the keys to self-worth?

Or maybe that jewelry will always trump something inexpensive or handmade, such as a 5-year-old's wonderfully imperfect manicure or crayon-scrawled, "I love you, Mom."

And what about the young boys who see that advertisement? Does it not possibly create the impression that the way to please and appreciate those special females in your life is to just give them a bunch of "stuff?"

According to my value-system radar, that commercial sends out all of the above. And sadly, those beliefs will never steer a young person in the right direction.

In this frequently shallow, hyper-commercial, pimped out world, kids needs all the guidance they can get. Parents should conscionably and lovingly teach their children that the best gifts in life, are those that come from the heart and soul, not the pocketbook.

Children, who always learn by example, should be shown how to demonstrate love and appreciation for others year-round. And when they do, they'll eventually discover that magnificent osmotic action is also a reciprocal process that keeps on giving.

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I will never forget the day I felt my "most beautiful."

It was a March afternoon in 1977 and I was tipping the scales at a staggering 214 pounds. After nine months of pregnancy and 70 pounds gained, I had just given birth to my first child.

My most prized and invaluable Mother's Day gifts that year, as they have been every year since, are the two sons who have qualified me as the title-holder of "Mom."

Although time has changed my boys into men, we are as close today as we were when they were little guys - probably even more so. Sure, they have lives of their own today, but I still kiss them a bunch and tell them they need to eat more fruits and vegetables (and drive slower). Aside from my ongoing nudging, we are the best of friends, adults who share great conversations, mutual devotion, and one heck of a lot of history.

Speaking of history, I must tell you about my home office. It is a charming relic-filled cocoon where I write, pay bills, read - and time travel. Surrounding me are many keepsakes from my life, including artifacts from the Mother Years: treasured old family photos, my boys' favorite Golden books, their little handprints in plaster, letters they've written me, and souvenirs of places we've been together.

No matter how much pressure I may be feeling over deadlines or bills, I look around and see happiness and love in that room. This reminds of how truly fortunate I have been.

No matter what date is on the calendar, it's Mother's Day in this room.

The only thing that tops that experience is when I hear two loud male voices coming through my front door, shouting, "Mom, you here?"

Now that's what I call beautiful.

Diana Sevanian is a writer and Santa Clarita resident. Her column reflects her own opinions and not necessarily those of The Signal.

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