I love being a wife and mother.
I remember being a kid, hanging out in the kitchen while my mom cooked dinner every late afternoon...whether it was homemade pasta sauce or a chicken dinner, sometimes even roast beef! It was a great feeling to come home from school and know that my mom was there and taking care of the home...
I would unload the cares of my day on her...she would comfort me and encourage me. It was so good. Even to this day, I know I can call her and she will be there with a listening ear.
So, here I am. Doing that same job. Making THE most succulent pork ribs you will ever taste, just picked baby lettuce from the garden...and some grilled bread topped with feta cheese, sliced grape tomatoes and red onion. (she trained me well!)
As I am working, two of my girls are sitting at the table coloring and drawing...just enjoying the time. Nice. History repeats and it's good.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
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3 comments:
This is a really good post. I'm really glad you're my Mom.
Thanks, Sweetie! I'm glad to be your mom!
I agree with Ollie...cool post!
Why can't I put my thoughts into words like you do?!
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