Yesterday was a mixture of the extremes (it worked with everyone’s schedule best for us to have turkey dinner on Christmas Eve). Excited for Arrine and her reaction to Christmas, sharing it with family. But at the same time, I could not stop thinking about amm and longing for her to be with us.  Each time I did something myself that I remembered her doing over the years, I could vividly picture her in the exact scenario – spending hours in the kitchen cooking turkey dinner, walking up and down the stairs each time she needed something from the basement freezer or pantry, setting the table, placing the Christmas Crackers, dishing out the Sticky Toffee Pudding, stuffing the stockings…

So when I tucked myself into bed last night, I wore my favourite amm sweater and had a good little cry, missing my mom.

This morning we had coffee cake from the Company Coming’s recipe book, again, just as amm prepared each year for Christmas breakfast. And now I want to sleep for the rest of the day. 🙂

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