My parents both had January birthdays. Many years since their passings, yet I am aware of their love in a simple way. My mother lived many years beyond my father’s death. She volunteered at a nursing home and taught English at a church to people new to our country. My father was a veteran and they were both teachers.
Taking turns Letting each other go Only to learn again How love grows, Mother
love for you became her care until she joined you there grief gives way to fields and wind and now I hear your voice again
Yesterday we went to Judi’s Place, a family restaurant here in Oostburg, Wisconsin, for breakfast. They had a table for us, and the food and service were excellent as always. I looked around, and remembered sitting in different places over the years – and the conversations and what was happening then. Work, new projects, family history, health, losses and new beginnings. A good meal is a blessing.
winter kitchen the fragrance of blueberry coffeecake bought yesterday
I have been watching PBS Food Shows. This week I watched Lidia Celebrates America: The Return of the Artisans. They spoke of the time and dedication it takes to learn, and the five senses were mentioned – as we also think about when creating poems. There is a lot of work that takes place before an art feels more intuitive. I like seeing so many artisans and art forms honored.
We also have enjoyed a few meals at Casa Imelda, a new restaurant in Cedar Grove, Wisconsin. Wonderful food and service.
We have so much in common, and so much to learn.
Many memories – and everyday life. Christmas today in a simple way.