I am not a big proponent of days devoted to special groups. I would rather that people treated me with respect and consideration all year rather than saving it for a special day and calling it Mother's Day. I also have a birthday and one day a year is enough for me. That said, I usually am treated well and so the special day is not normally a point of my focus.
Once you lose a child, Mother's Day becomes a bit of a double-edged sword. It can become one of those days in which there are both happy and profoundly sad memories. I am not advocating that you ignore the day for such mothers, but I am advocating that you perhaps ask before surprising mothers who have lost a child or a baby. It would be nice to acknowledge the day without making it an exercise in endurance. Consider flowers carefully. Sometimes flowers conjure funeral memories for some Moms especially if the loss was fairly recent.
If you are a mother reading this post today, then you are likely processing a loss. I send prayers for you for a good day, and for lovely memories for you, despite their bittersweet nature on this day.
And to Daniel, we will always be connected through space and time, even though we might not occupy the same dimensional space here on Earth. Some connections are static in time, and not subject to entropy. Love endures all things. I love you, bug. Today and every day.