I hate Mother's Day. . . No, it isn't because I'm not a mother. (I don't like baseball either, but I do like apple pie and hot dogs.)

1. I hate Mother's Day because everyone THINKS I'm unhappy even though I'm not.

2. Everyone spends a good deal of time tip-toeing around me at Church. I'm assuming this is because they are afraid my feelings could be easily hurt on this of all days.

3. They force the annual Mother's Day gift on me. It doesn't matter what it is, they want me to have it. I don't want it, whatever it is.

4. The idea of spending Church money on a purposeless gift appalls me. Surely, there are better uses for money. Do I sound like Judas Iscariot?

Stack and Moulton in the Salt Lake Tribune's "The present predicament: What gift should LDS wards give moms?" cover most of the issues:
Every year LDS wards face the same Mother's Day dilemma: What is the best and least-offensive token to give the moms?
No choice is perfect.
“It's a minefield of hurt feelings, no matter what you do,” says Chicago lawyer Kevin Barney.
For a celebration that began during the Civil War as a mother's plea for peace and healing, it seems ironic that it has spawned emotional heartache.
Sheri Dew's address, "Are We Not All Mothers?" is a classic. Perhaps local congregations can look to that for inspiration in selecting how best to honor the day. The Church seems to be suggesting they do.

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