It seems like more people than ever before are into physical fitness.   Due to our many labor saving devices, we no longer work hard as we once did.

My mom never set foot in a Y to work out, lifting weights, walking and other exercises to stay in shape.  There was no need for her to exercise as her daily tasks kept her in shape.

She would have been too tired to lift weights, as she did that when she lifted wet sheets out of the washer, fed them through the ringer and then sloshed them around as she rinsed them in a galvanized tub of cold water and repeated the ringer thing.    More weight lifting as she carried them outdoors to peg them on the clothesline strung between two giant cotton-wood trees.

Wash Day was an all-day job.  She never owned an automatic washer.

Today that sounds pretty primitive, doesn’t it?   This will be long-forgotten once I and other people my age are gone.

Of course she did not do all the things modern mothers do like driving their children to school and other activities like mothers today.  She was too busy baking bread, cinnamon rolls, scrubbing floors, ironing.  No permanent press garments back then.

Mothers are a pretty much alike though through the ages.  They would never dream of taking the last piece of cake or last cookie – leaving them for their children, pretending they don’t want them.

To illustrate the self-sacrifice mothers often make (partly personal, as the late Paul Harvey used to say to preface his stories), we have a personal joke in our family.  “How many mothers does it take to change a light bulb?” Answer:  “None, I’ll just sit here in the dark.”

When I refuse help or a kind gesture from my son and daughter, they always say “Oh, you’re just going to sit in the dark, eh?”

Those of us who no longer have our mothers with us would give anything to tell them how much we appreciate all they did for us.

If you still have a mother, tell her how much you appreciate everything she did for you.

“Silent gratitude isn’t very much use to anyone,” quoted by London-born writer, G. B. Stern.

Don’t forget to say “Thanks, Mom,” as often as possible while you still can.

Happy Mother’s Day.