Fourteen years ago today our mother passed away. I can't believe it has passed so quickly. Someday our children will say the same things. I was going through the many boxes of "love letters" she wrote to me when I lived in Florida and came across one with a check dated Dec. 7, 1989. I never cashed it. Don't remember ever seeing it. In her letters, my mother included samples of cloth from things she was sewing, and articles she read that she wanted to share with me. My life was so full with teaching and energy being put into I don't remember what that some days I would open her letters, set them aside but neglected to read them. She was a sage........................... I can't go back but I can appreciate our mother for who she was and how much she loved her children and our father.
Some days are full of doing tasks and chores that Cliff did for me. The floor wasn't that dirty but he enjoyed saying. "Guess I need to pull out the vacuum. I'm tripping over debris." I thanked him. Whenever I was in the kitchen trying out new recipes, making cookies or the double batch tapioca pudding for him, he was there beside (getting in my way sometimes) washing the utensils, pots/pans, cutting boards, drying them and putting everything back in their proper places only to have me take some things back out and reuse again. "I just washed that" he would state. He learned to ask if I were through with things before he cleaned up after me. I thanked him. He emptied the dishwasher when it was finished in such an orderly manner (getting in my way sometimes because I was also in the kitchen working but he wanted to be there with me). I thanked him. Every morning he made my bed reminding me of the order that the pillows needed to be placed. John&
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