It is overwhelming to try and write about Mom, I want it to be perfect, which is impossible. So I will say that I miss her every day and then I think about Dad too, and Paul. Most of all I am grateful beyond words for the love and support and lessons by example they gave me. I am baking and cooking my way through Mom's recipes, some from her handwritten recipe cards. I can remember her that way and recall all the thousands of meals she cooked for us, lunches she packed for us, brunches she made for us after church on Sundays and so very much more.
