Me and My Mommy

*I wrote this last night but forgot to publish it…oops*

Today, my Mom and I made jam. It was glorious. Really, really, really.  We used marionberry, blueberry and raspberry all together and it was the best I have ever had.

Right before we started, we realized two things: 1) I didn’t have anywhere NEAR enough sugar and 2) we had the wrong sized lids. I was off to HEB. I didn’t even know if they would have lids at the HEB. Do people can things down here?  It appears they do as I was able to find some!

On the way home, I was imagining the jam as a finished product and how wonderful it would feel to see it all lined up in my pantry and good it would taste on my toast.  And then something happened.  I started crying in the car. Tears were streaming down my face as I thought about how lucky I was to be doing this with my Mommy.  How special it was that she was here with me. How I can’t take these moments – these experiences for granted anymore. My mind spun wildly as I wished for all I was worth that my Mother In Love and I could sit together and talk in the kitchen just one more time.  But we can’t.

I cried some more as my mind disobeyed and told me that someday I would remember this afternoon and this jam. I would remember the joy on my Mom’s face as we tasted the bubbling, sugary fruit in the big pot and we knew we had something special in there.  I knew I would smile to myself someday when I thought about the “pop” when the jam jars sealed and we looked at each other and smiled with contentment.

My Mom tapped all the lids as they sat all lined up on my counter.  I asked her what that did. Did it help insure they would pop?  My Mom answered, “No, it does nothing. But My Mom always did it.”

Someday, I hope , I will make jam with my grandchildren. I will tap the lids.  I will tell them it’s what we do. I will tell them their heritage. It will be good. I will smile and when I do, I will reflect the beautiful memories we made today in my kitchen.

the white lid is for eating right now!!

oh my goodness...can you see all the chunks of fruit and seeds and - oh my!



5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Kay Barnard
    Oct 14, 2010 @ 12:26:07

    What a beautiful story. It is wonderful that you don’t take your time with your Mom for granted. You realize how precious time is. I am so glad you had such a fun time with your Mom. The jam looks delicious!!!


    • judy roybal
      Oct 14, 2010 @ 13:01:54

      You have a wonderful mommy! She makes everything and anything seem like fun! She has taught me a lot also! I told her recently that she spoils me! We are blessed to have Lynn in our lives!



  2. lynn
    Nov 15, 2010 @ 19:20:13

    I just re-read your blogs and thought about how thankful I am to have you, and your family, and your sister and her family. I am so Blessed, and know that each day I have time with you all, is a true gift from our Father. As I say with your uncle Denny, God is good all the time. Ate some of your jam this afternoon, and was reminded of our time together making it!! love, Mom


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