Let’s say for one moment that your mother died of an accidental prescription drug overdose in a hotel room located in a pretty shitty city (say, Cincinnati) on a date with your father for his pretty cheesy event—a medal ceremony. Specifically, a medal ceremony for those patriotic magic-workers of genealogy, The Sons of the American Revolution.
Now that she’s dead, consider this: Would you or should you celebrate Mother’s Day? Visit her grave? Visit your grandparents (her parents) if they’re still lucky enough to reside in the house of the living?