Most moms are pretty great, so great in fact that in the early 20th century a woman called
Anna Jarvis campaigned tirelessly to recognise them on a national scale- a decision Jarvis
would later come to regret culminating in her more or less dedicating her life and life’s
savings to destroy the Frankenstein’s monster of a holiday the greeting card industry molded
her creation into.
First celebrated on May 10, 1908, the first official Mother’s Day was a somewhat sombre
affair marked by a touching speech given by the aforementioned Anna Jarvis in memory of
her late mother, social activist Ann Maria Reeves Jarvis, who’d passed away some 3
years earlier.
The approximately 70 minute speech, which was delivered in the auditorium of the Wanamaker’s
department store in Philadelphia to a reported crowd of about 5,000 people, was by all accounts
profoundly moving and resonated deeply with the audience in attendance.
Around the same time, Jarvis paid to have 500 white carnations sent to the Andrews Methodist
Episcopal Church in Grafton, West Virginia, where she once taught Sunday School, with
attendees encouraged to wear these as a small token of their gratitude for all their own
mothers had done for them.
While this was by no means the first attempt Jarvis had made to celebrate mothers as a
concept, it was the first that had a big ol’ stack of cash behind it, with noted Philadelphia
businessman and former U.S. Postmaster General John Wanamaker (who owned the store Jarvis
gave the aforementioned speech at) backing Jarvis financially and politically.
Spurred by the success of the event, Jarvis began a letter writing campaign to have Mother’s
Day officially recognised as a national holiday.
After six years, she got here wish, with Mother’s Day being acknowledged by no less of an authority
than the President of the United States himself, Woodrow Wilson.
On May 9, 1914, he issued a presidential proclamation that read that this is the day we “[publicly
express] our love and reverence for the mothers of our country.”
The thing is, as soon as Mother’s Day became officially recognised as a national holiday,
the greeting card and floral industry began circling it like hungry sharks that had smelled
the unmistakable whiff of a seal basting itself in BBQ sauce.
Jarvis responded by denouncing any commercialization of Mother’s Day, thinking any attempt to
make money off of Mother’s Day – even if it was for a good cause – was wrong and
not in the spirit of the thing.
After all, something like a hand written note expressing your personal feelings is far superior,
in her opinion, than some store bought card.
As she said,
A printed card means nothing except that you are too lazy to write to the woman who has
done more for you than anyone in the world.
And candy!
You take a box to Mother—and then eat most of it yourself.
A pretty sentiment.
She went on in a 1924 interview with the Miami Daily News,
The white carnation is the emblem of Mother’s Day because it typifies the beauty, truth
and fidelity of mother-love.
This emblem is used on the Mother’s Day association printed matter and official buttons.
But it does not mean that people should wear a white carnation.
This false idea has led to florists flagrantly boosting the price of white carnations for
the Mother’s Day trade.
The red carnation has no connection with Mother’s Day.
Yet florists have spread the idea that it should be worn for mother who has passed away.
This has boosted the sale of red carnations.
Confectioners put a white ribbon on a box of candy and advance the price just because
it’s Mother’s Day.
There is no connection between candy and this day.
It is pure commercialization.
Thus, offended by the amorphous blob of empty saccharine sentiments her creation had been
morphed into, Jarvis spent the rest of her life trying to destroy Mother’s Day, among
other things filing countless lawsuits against various entities related to the holiday, including
one against a non-profit Mother’s Day organization headed up by none other than First Lady Eleanor
Roosevelt.
Although, it should be noted that while Jarvis hated the commercialization of Mother’s
Day, in fact, it is very possible that had it not been commercialized it would have been
largely relegated to a minor holiday, or disappeared altogether, as has happened to numerous other
such holidays over the centuries.
As you look at the history of holidays, the ones that survive and become extremely popular
are nearly always the ones that get commercialized in some way.
If there’s money to be made on a certain holiday, businesses will literally advertise
the holiday, making sure that it is as popular as it can be and that it sticks around.
Of course, this would have been little consolation to Jarvis, who would rather have seen Mother’s
Day die completely than see the commercialized version survive, with Jarvis lamenting “that
she was sorry she had ever started Mother’s Day.”
In the end, Jarvis was unable to stop Mother’s Day from becoming something she didn’t want.
She subsequently went into reclusion in the final years of her life.
In debt, angry and in failing health, she lived for a time in a giant brick mansion
in Philadelphia with her blind sister, Lillian.
Outside the mansion was a sign alerting visitors “Warning — Stay Away.”
Eventually her health declined to the point where she herself went blind and she needed
outside care, at which point she was put into the Marshall Square Sanitarium in Pennsylvania.
As she didn’t have any money to pay for the care she was receiving there, ironically,
the bill was reportedly largely paid for by a group of businessmen in the floral industry
that so benefited from her great idea.
Naturally so as to avoid upsetting the elderly Jarvis, it appears she was never told of their
part in paying for her care.
Jarvis ultimately lived to the ripe old age of 84, dying penniless and, as she never married
nor had children, more or less alone in the sanitarium…
If you’ve ever wondered why it is “Mother’s Day” and not “Mothers’ Day”, that
is largely thanks to Jarvis who stated it should “be a singular possessive, for each
family to honour their mother, not a plural possessive commemorating all mothers
in the world.”