Since June 2018 my wife and I have been living 355 miles apart. She gets to come home on Friday night and has to leave as soon as church is over on Sunday morning to drive back. Three more years and she'll be able to retire. But, until then we're just going to have to tough it out.
When she gets home it is usually about 8 PM, to late for supper. But every Saturday she cooks up something wonderful. A while ago I got back to the house. She had made mashed potatoes w/ garlic, etc., baked chicken w/ lemon and pepper, peas and sweet tea w/ lemon. Oh ... she made some sort of cake w/ Nestle toll house morsels ... peanut butter and milk chocolate. I am about to have a bit of that to wind up the evening!
All my life I ate my mothers cooking. Then I got married and for the last 40 years I've eaten her cooking. I just thought it all was normal. From time to time someone would invite me to a steak dinner, etc. I thought that was so special. Now, the decent meals I get are at restaurants. I never thought I'd not be excited about hamburgers, pizza, steaks, shrimp, etc. And I do appreciate such meals. But, what she put on the table a while ago as simply outstanding in every possible respect. There is just enough of the mashed potatoes and peas left for tomorrow lunch. There is only one piece of chicken left! I'll have to make tea. Oh well! At least I know how to do that right!
God bless you all. Hope and pray that you and you loved ones are happy. Take it from me. When it gets to where you don't get to see them but a few hours or so a week, you rapidly come to realize just how much you love them. Sincerely. bruce.
When she gets home it is usually about 8 PM, to late for supper. But every Saturday she cooks up something wonderful. A while ago I got back to the house. She had made mashed potatoes w/ garlic, etc., baked chicken w/ lemon and pepper, peas and sweet tea w/ lemon. Oh ... she made some sort of cake w/ Nestle toll house morsels ... peanut butter and milk chocolate. I am about to have a bit of that to wind up the evening!
All my life I ate my mothers cooking. Then I got married and for the last 40 years I've eaten her cooking. I just thought it all was normal. From time to time someone would invite me to a steak dinner, etc. I thought that was so special. Now, the decent meals I get are at restaurants. I never thought I'd not be excited about hamburgers, pizza, steaks, shrimp, etc. And I do appreciate such meals. But, what she put on the table a while ago as simply outstanding in every possible respect. There is just enough of the mashed potatoes and peas left for tomorrow lunch. There is only one piece of chicken left! I'll have to make tea. Oh well! At least I know how to do that right!
God bless you all. Hope and pray that you and you loved ones are happy. Take it from me. When it gets to where you don't get to see them but a few hours or so a week, you rapidly come to realize just how much you love them. Sincerely. bruce.