Day 85, Living life on my terms.
Sorry that this post is so late, but my Internet went down last night and I could not get it back on until tonight. With that in mind I will try to put out another story tonight as well.
Let me tell you what has been going on. I have been working to get my house ready for Thanksgiving. Tonight I organized can goods and boxes to have them ready as I prepare the feast. I also swept and mopped my kitchen because, well, that is what my mom would do.
My brother Joe picked up a half bushels of apples for me that tomorrow, I shall transform into apple pies with crumb topping, just like my mom would do.
I brewed a whole pot of coffee to have ready if company should stop by. I remember having visitors to our house and if there wasn’t any coffee ready, it would be ready in a matter of minutes. Because that is just what my mom would do.
I have talked to my brother and sisters and made sure that everyone has plans for dinner. Beth and I will be having her side of the family over and I invited my neighbor Neil and his girls. Also, who can forget “Smitty,” as I just love to have him here as part of my family. I just want to be sure everyone has the opportunity for a true Thanksgiving dinner. Why? Because that is what my mom would do.
As far as groceries, I took care of most all of that last week. Beth and I went to the Shop n’ Save and loaded up. It was very tiring and before we checked out I gave her my check cashing card and went to the car to rest. While she loaded our haul onto the belt at the register, an angelic woman who I have known for many years and who has followed my plight with loving interest, stepped in front of Beth. She pulled out her card and told the cashier that she would be paying for everything. When Beth told me, I had to fight to hold back the tears. The way this women cares for me and my family, it is just like mom would do.
So tomorrow, after a good breakfast, I can start baking the pies. A couple of apple and a couple of pumpkin should do the trick. I may also throw together a layered Jell-O dessert with fruit cocktail, bananas and vanilla pudding on top. I know it sounds like too much but, that is just what my mom would do.
After that, I can boil the eggs for deviled eggs, prep the sweet potatoes and have them ready for the crockpot, and then make sure everything is clean and ready for the next morning. It is the preparation that makes the day much easier. A little trick I picked up along the way, because that is what my mom would do.
Now, unlike many people, we do not gather around the table like a Norman Rockwell painting. With this crowd it has always been easiest to spread the food out and let everyone come through and get what they want. I always like to make sure Smitty and all of the kids are taken care of first, then the adults. I like to have everyone sit where they are comfortable and when everyone is set, I can fix my plate. I like to wait until last because, that is just what my mom would do.
Finally, although we do not formally talk about things for which we are thankful; in my heart, I will be thankful for my family, my friends, and my mom. Even if she is not there in person, I will attempt to put as much love into my cooking, and the day as she would. Her spirit will be all surround us just as if she was here herself, because that is what mom would do.
I am dedicating my progress today once again to my mother, Naomi Joy Pekarski. Everything I do for this feast is a testament to her and all the joy she brought to our family for so many years. Why, because that is just what moms do.