Actually these were golden words coming out of my Mother's mouth....it meant she was baking another delicious cake for her family of 4...... My sister and I and my father.
She was warning us that the cake would drop!
My sweet Mother happened to be a superb cook but I don't know how she managed to aborb all these recipes. My parents married when my mother was very young and there wasn't even radio yet...my grandmother made raised yeast cakes that she learned from 'the old country' which would be Hungary. She was only 13 when she came to this country.
My mother did own a Betty Crocker Cookbook..so is this where she learned. I was 15 when I lost my mom and I never did ask questions about her cooking. I just took it all for granted.
I can still salivate when I remember the taste of her lemon meringue pie--my favorite.
But I didn't love my Mother for her cooking. I adored her because she was the nicest, sweetest person in the world who loved me unconditionally....until I met Allen, many years later.
Mom...I still miss your so much. I hope there is a Heaven, because that's where you are.
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Sunday, June 8, 2014
We're not in control
The growth of our hair reveals no sensation to our bodies. either negative or positive.
The growth of our finger and toe nails are also devoid of any feeling as they grow.
That's how I feel about time.
It just keeps moving forward and we know it, but can't do anything about it.
Many times I would like to put a moment on 'hold' because it's too wonderful to let go....but that's not the way the world is created.
As I grow older every day I try to remember many decades of my life and the people who occupied this planet the same time I do. When I light a 'remembrance candle' it bothers me that I might leave some name out.
I stand in my kitchen and rehearse in my mind all the souls that have enriched my life, and there are many...members of my family and dear friends.
I cherish all these memories because that is what my life is all about. Even my dogs live on in my passwords and they were just precious mutts that I loved dearly.
I'm so very grateful for the time that is allotted to me.
The growth of our finger and toe nails are also devoid of any feeling as they grow.
That's how I feel about time.
It just keeps moving forward and we know it, but can't do anything about it.
Many times I would like to put a moment on 'hold' because it's too wonderful to let go....but that's not the way the world is created.
As I grow older every day I try to remember many decades of my life and the people who occupied this planet the same time I do. When I light a 'remembrance candle' it bothers me that I might leave some name out.
I stand in my kitchen and rehearse in my mind all the souls that have enriched my life, and there are many...members of my family and dear friends.
I cherish all these memories because that is what my life is all about. Even my dogs live on in my passwords and they were just precious mutts that I loved dearly.
I'm so very grateful for the time that is allotted to me.