Today, the seven year anniversary of heaven gaining an angel, I embark on a new adventure. Mary Jane always instilled life long learning in all of the children she came in contact with, even her own.
Over 2 years ago, C and I tried to reproduce one of his family’s old recipes. Needless to say, I ruined it. I was crushed. Other than a few box or pre-made mixes, I have NOT baked since then. I was mortified to dust my apron off and try again.
Until last week, that is. I was watching an ep of Dr. Oz with Rachel Ray. She shared a similar story, but she didn’t bake again for near 30 years. After her hiatus, she started off slow and got back into it. If the 30 minute meal guru can do it, why can’t I?
For Christmas, C got me a stand mixer. He knew I wanted to conquer this fear. Best gift ever. I love that guy. A great material gift, but it MEANS so much more.
So, in honor of the best mom in the world, I break the seal on that enormous box and conquer that intimidation. I chose an oatmeal butterscotch cookie. They came out ok, with room for improvement. I am not feeling down, that I did not knock it out of the park. I will try again and keep practicing.
The mudder would be so proud. I did not shed one tear today. Several people shared their memories of her. This helped to keep me in great spirits. I continue to keep her in my heart and know that she is always with me. She “shows” herself quite often as a reminder…
You are good people!”
