“You're what I celebrate, You're like a never ending holiday. You're my forever special occasion.”

Dorothy Moore, sang that almost 50 years ago; two years after the UN dedicated 1975 as International Women’s Year. Sunday May 11, that year was special and unable to purchase a gift for my mother, I made her a card.

Each year since, it has been a red letter Sunday, eventually incorporating sisters, other relatives, girlfriends, colleagues and spouse.