It is not fun to be motherless any day of the year.
Since we have officially begun the late-April through mid-May greeting-card industry wind-up to M-Day, I thought it only fair to say a word on behalf of those for whom Mother's Day is actually Motherless Day.
I'm not talking about people whose mothers have tragically died.
I know it's hard for them on Mother's Day, too.
Right now, I'm specifically talking about the absence of having a true mother, one whose love and heart can be counted on.
Someone has to speak for these people, so I'm stepping in.
I have been professionally and personally privy to every imaginable mother-child relationship.
Any viewer of sitcoms knows the comedic downside/upside dramas of these relationships (see Holland Taylor in Two and a Half Men), and yet...
There is a very real mother-child condition that is rarely mentioned on television or spoken of in our faux social conversation.
That category is the one where the adult child is stone-cold motherless even as the biological mother continues to be alive.
Oooooh, we don't want to go there, I hear your psyches say.
There she goes again bringing up the unmentionable.
Doesn't she know "it's all good"?
(Cut immediately instead to pictures of Kim Kardashian freaking out in a beauty salon.)
But wait a minute.