I've read a few good books lately, and one of them is The Two Lives of Lydia Bird by Josie Silver. I enjoyed it immensely, though it required quite a bit of suspension of disbelief. Which I am okay with, as I often feel like my own life is better when I apply that mechanism.… Continue reading Lydia and the Little Dish in the Freezer
Tag: Missing Mama’s cooking
The Secret to Making Biscuits
One of my favorite memories from this past holiday season happened less than two weeks ago. On the day after New Year's my brother Bubba taught my oldest, Aub, how to make Maemae's biscuits. She even stood on a stool beside him, just like she used to with her Maemae. Bubba told us the story… Continue reading The Secret to Making Biscuits
the last one home
there is little better feeling than being the last one home the last one to return to the roost where we all grew our wings the lights on, hearts and stories waiting until all are there and the smiles grow brighter hugs are given and given again and last just a moment longer than they… Continue reading the last one home
A Grateful Heart
Whoo, y'all. Today has been a busy one. And I wish my poor Mama were here so very much right now. Besides the obvious reasons, there's this. I'd set her down, bring her a glass of tea, whatever book she's reading, and-- I'd rub her feet. And back. And shoulders. All those years she put… Continue reading A Grateful Heart
Comfort in a Cup
We have a few traditions when it comes to birthdays in our family. First of all, we celebrate for more than a day--we have birthday weeks and sometimes happenings for our birthday month. It's all about the celebrating the lives of those we hold near and dear. You get to pick what kind of cake (or pie… Continue reading Comfort in a Cup
The Legacy of Leftovers
I cook like my Mama y'all. Well almost. She was an incredible cook. She could whip up something out of nothing it seemed. She knew what went with what and there were only two times I questioned her cooking sensibilities. Chicken Chow Mein. (Seriously, whoever thought that eating bamboo and those worm-like sprout things should… Continue reading The Legacy of Leftovers
What True Love Looks Like
I was standing in the yard, I think I was at Granny's. But the trees were ones Daddy had planted, so they were precious to me. And as I stood staring at this one tree, it fell over. Toppled right to the ground. In that moment, my heart shattered. I fell to the ground crying. … Continue reading What True Love Looks Like
Chocolate. And Love. And Chocolate.
My Awesome Cousin has a shirt that I first saw over six years ago. Her Mama made it for her I think. It says, "Save our planet: It's the only one with chocolate." I remember thinking that was brilliant. I even embroidered that quote on a tote bag to share at our family reunion that… Continue reading Chocolate. And Love. And Chocolate.
Not just another January 15
The first January 15 that I ever remember is the one when I was five. 1974. We were at my Granny's farm. Daddy had cows there, and I absolutely loved them. Mama had asked me to leave them alone and stay out of the pasture, as it was a special day. All kinds of goings… Continue reading Not just another January 15
Tears on a Tuesday…..Loneliness, Laundry, and Living on the Streets
Whoa, Tuesday! You sure did jump out of nowhere and grab ahold of my heart today. Totally wasn't expecting all of that. There have been tears today. Over the realizing all over again what Thursday is and that she isn't here to make her dressing. I've only not had Mama's dressing three Thanksgivings in my life--the… Continue reading Tears on a Tuesday…..Loneliness, Laundry, and Living on the Streets
I Might Need A Nap 