On Monday, I gave a presentation at my dad’s computer club. I was chatting before it started with one of the women in the room and I couldn’t say how it came up, but she said to me, “We knew your mom. She was wonderful.” I had a fleeting moment where I thought I might burst into tears on the spot, but I swallowed them back and agreed, “Yes, she was.”
Today would have been her 73rd birthday. I wore a necklace that we bought together in St. Thomas on some one of our family trips — I think maybe a vacation as the year changed from 2000 to 2001 — and a pair of earrings that belonged to her, and all day long I’ve been thinking of her.
I know it’s okay that she’s gone — she would have been five years farther into her Alzheimer’s diagnosis if the pancreatic cancer hadn’t taken her and she wouldn’t have liked that at all — but I miss her. She loved Christmas and the holidays. She would have been baking up a storm, buying presents, and decorating like mad already and my wishy-washiness about where I was going to be for the next month would be driving her crazy.
But I made Christmas cookies with my niece today — sugar cookies, the roll-out kind — and my mom would have liked that a lot. It wasn’t deliberate. I didn’t think, “hmm, what can I do on my mom’s birthday that would please her if she knew about it?” and then decide to bake cookies with my niece. But if I had tried to do something that would please her, I probably couldn’t have picked anything better. And there’s something truly satisfying about that.
Happy birthday, Mom.
Judy, Judy, Judy said:
Were the cookies delicious? Nice that you got to bake cookies with your niece and in doing that honor your mom. My mom and I thought about my dad while we were eating Thanksgiving at Cracker Barrel. He could always do that golf tee in a triangle game. He could get down to 1 tee. Me and mom can’t get to less than 2.
The food was good but maybe not as good as your sugar cookies!
I couldn’t eat the cookies! They’re my favorites, the ones I made every year from when I was 11 or 12 or so, but I don’t eat gluten any more. They looked pretty, though!