Meal times also create memories since much of my cooking plus
recipes were learned from mom, her sister (Aunt Dude) and her mother (Grandma Buck).
Even cleaning up the kitchen is tied to my mother. She said that you cannot be considered a good
cook unless you clean up the kitchen after each meal. Thankfully we have dishwashers to shorten
that task. OF NOTE: When we were younger
and someone asked mom if she had a dishwasher she said “Yes, I have three and there
are portable (with a slight pause here). Their names are Linda, Rebecca and
Julia.” We talked about that too and we
had a good laugh (one of many this weekend).
I really love being able to share these moments publicly. It serves as a reminder of the
good times that are still possible to share with my mother until the dementia steals
more and more of her away from me.
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