• Kathleen Cassen Mickelson

Call Your Mother

There is this commercial on television where a guy is on a rooftop fighting with other guys and there’s a helicopter and it looks like a fast-paced espionage movie. The guy’s phone rings and it’s his mother instead of whoever is supposed to be on that rooftop with him. The message is that moms call at the worst times. I can’t remember what company this commercial is for because the message about moms is what sticks with me.

It annoys me every time I see this commercial because my kids often call me when I’m at an appointment, out with friends, in the bathroom, have my hands in a meatloaf mix, or am editing the final copy of a poem. I don’t complain much about that because I’m just happy to hear from them. I adore them, in fact. Sometimes I tell them I have to call them back. And if I call them at a bad time, they can just say they have to talk to me later. Enough said.

But the mom in this commercial is calling her son to talk about squirrels in the attic or something. (What this an intended mindless mom metaphor? Grr.) I know the commercial is supposed to be funny and it’s supposed to be memorable and I’m not immune to the power of humor.

Still. Moms get a bad rap for being interested enough in their kids’ lives to call, to text, to try and communicate somehow. And young adult kids sometimes get kudos for creative ways of avoiding that communication. Does that help?

Hell no. It does not. It makes moms like me snort in derision and look around for a glass of wine and a pen. Well, a keyboard, in my case. And maybe Irish whiskey. And maybe a little place in Key West so I can pretend I’m Hemingway-esque in my writing efforts.

What? Oh, yeah, I’m getting away from the point.

Which is that sometimes I miss my mom and wouldn’t mind at all if she were still around to call me. And Mother’s Day is looming. And I’m so grateful that I can communicate with my kids without too much drama (as far as I know) and I want them to know that I won’t take it personally if I call them while they’re on a rooftop with helicopters and spies and they have to hang up on me.

If you don’t want your mom to call you at the worst possible time, then you need to call her. Right now.

Happy Mother’s Day next Sunday!

P.S.

http://creativity-online.com/work/geico-spy–its-what-you-do/44876 – I remembered the company. It’s Geico. Have a laugh but remember what I said.

#Geicocommercial #mothersday #mothers

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