I hate Mother's Day. If anything, it's an affront to all women who think full-time moms have never worked a day in their lives. Which reminds me of a good joke: What do you call an angry feminist on Mother's Day? You don't.
One gets started, and then, suddenly, one cannot remember what toothpaste they use. . . the moment comes when a character does or says something you hadn't thought about. At that moment he's alive and you leave it to him.