Deposit Mother Guilt.

Mother’s day can spark complicated feelings. If, when, how, where we became a mother. Or not. How we mother others. Or not.If, when how, where we were mothered. Or not. We regret, fret, wish, wonder, and should ourselves about mothering. Often.My mother’s day gift to you: a place to put all that guilt.Write it down Put it in the mailbox. Release it. (Submissions welcome via email, twitter, facebook or telepathy.)Walk around a little lighter. Stand taller. Shoulders relaxed. Once you put it in the mailbox, I’m going to hold that guilt for you - it no longer serves you. I’ll hold it for a tender while, read your guilt aloud, then burn the notes under the next full moon.