Funny how one small action can spark a memory from yonder year. Tonight, it was sneaking one of Megan's extra cookies she placed in the freezer.
Growing up, my mom would often make several dozen cookies at a time and freeze the extra's in the freezer. Now, I never once complained about this method of cookie making…on the contrary, I absolutely loved it! Just when you thought you had eaten the last cookie, there in the freezer was another delightful piece of my mom's best handy work.
The challenge came just a few days after my parents went to be with Jesus, back in 1990. The cookies on the counter ran out, and now all that was left, ever, was in the freezer. I remember the discussion with my sister Julie – who would get to eat the last of mom's cookies? What a challenging dilemma…
I really don't remember who ended up eating the last one, me or Julie, but I'd give anything to have another one. I miss my mom at times like these…(and her cookies)…
funny, God's timing on things - your last frozen cookie story I came home to tonight after
I had a conversation with a patient today about his wife who passed away on Wednesday the day before Thanksgiving -she was a wonderful Catholic Christian lady who was very active in her church, Little Flower in South Bend. Little Flower is very known in the South Bend community for its' food pantry - which has been inundated with requests the past few months. He decided to ask people to give to the food pantry instead of flowers for her funeral. He expressed to me how overwhelmed he was with the huge response of food and donations. The priest told him they would have plenty to give to people through the Christmas holiday even if requests continued so high because of the amount given. He was overwhelmed knowing that she could keep on "giving" even though she was no longer here on earth. I shared with him of the tulips my mother-in-law planted in September of 1994, two months after she found out she had pancreatic cancer, 5 months later she went to Heaven in February of 1995 -two months later, in April, when I was still missing everything about her, there were these beautiful tulips all around the house that bloomed - I had forgotten she had planted them at all and there they were reminding me of her beautiful life. This patient was not a believer like his wife, and I had the greatest conversation with him about evaluating how we spend our time living and thinking about what we invest in and does it have the potential to give forever and matter for eternity.
Posted by: toni ellis | December 02, 2008 at 09:48 PM
Great story Toni!
As many of you know, my dad lost his battle with cancer in January of 2001. A few years later my wife Sara and I were blessed with the opportunity to buy my mom and dad's home (the same home I grew up in). Every day I get to see and utilize the stuff my dad worked so hard for my family to have...he poured a double driveway so my brother and our friends had a place to play basketball, he built a two stall garage for our "stuff", he added on an enclosed porch with a hot tub and built a huge deck and put in an above ground pool for our family and friends to enjoy...the list goes on...my dad gave by using his hands to create opportunities for us to be together...and that's still happening!! He remolded our home by his own two hands (and in the process created a ton of great memories)! Thanks DAD! (And thank you Scott and Toni for helping me remember and realize it...ok, now I am tearing up...)
Posted by: Jason | December 12, 2008 at 09:32 AM