Memorial Day is always noteworthy for me and my girls. Next Thursday marks the third year of missing their father, my husband. So many thoughts run through my mind. The journey of loss takes on various emotions. The strongest feeling, at first, was emptiness. In a split second, I would forget he departed forever. I imagined things I needed to talk to him about when he got back home. My mind is realistic now. He's not coming back. There will be no more times of sitting on the porch swing together on the front deck staring at the moon and the stars. He would tell me all he knew about the majestic night sky. I have so much I wish I could tell him, like the excitement of seeing our oldest grandchild make a decision to follow Jesus and get baptized on Mother's Day! And our little Amy, 11 years old, I wish he could have seen her on stage receiving her induction to the National Honor Society. Our daughters have their own ...
Hey sweetie, I have really missed you. I love you.
ReplyDeleteOh yum!
ReplyDeleteI do believe I'm supposed to weigh 190 pounds, Mary. I love to cook; and I love to eat what I cook, or what anyone else cooks too.
Thanks for sharing such lusciuos fare!
Hugs,
Kathleen
Mary, I didn't remember that you had a cooking blog. I checked it out though and it looks like you have some good recipes to try.
ReplyDeleteI finally got on the treadmill today so maybe I can indulge a bit.
Hugs to you,
Debbie
Hiii .... glad to see your blog, I am a blogger Indonesia. Welcome stranger!
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm such a slacker ... never realized you had another blog, Mary! This looks so yummy!
ReplyDeleteFor sure, I'm checking out your offerings with DH -- he's the chef in our household, while I struggle to boil eggs. :)