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No Better Gift Than the Present

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Sunday, October 18, 2020

One of my older relatives once commented that she wished she could turn back the clock. Sometimes, I understand that feeling. At 51 years old, life is good and I have absolutely nothing to complain about. Yet, sometimes I find myself wishing I could re-live the younger part of my life again.

Every stage of my life (childhood, teen years, early adulthood, young motherhood) has been very happy, but if I'm honest, it's not like every single moment was magical and perfect. People seem to remember the best things and forget the rest. I wonder if the desire to turn back the clock is because the present always seems so ordinary/hum-drum and the future is uncertain.

There's a saying: "There's no time like the present" and it's very true. It's the only time we can DO something about. Besides, if we think about it, our "present" is eventually going to be someone else's distant past. (Holly48 has a featured blog today that made me come to this realization.) The things that I remember about my childhood that seem the most special are the relationships I had with other people, some of whom are no longer living. Why would I want to go live in the distant past when I can make memories in the here and now that my children will cherish when they are old?

My daughter is visiting this weekend for Fall Break, and one thing she told me on her first day back is how much she misses my cooking, and that the family cookbook I published for my kids last Christmas is the best present she ever got. I'm not a gourmet chef, but I can follow a recipe and make things that taste quite good. Our times cooking in the kitchen are going to be a cherished memory for her someday.

My own mother, BrooklynBorn, is probably laughing at this point and saying it's definitely not one of my cherished memories of our past, but she would be wrong. Every time I open a container of dried parsley for a recipe, I smell it. It reminds me of the first time she showed me how to make something for dinner. I was quite young... probably 9 or so. I don't even remember what we made, but I remember smelling the dried parsley.

I suppose I could break out into a chorus of "The Circle of Life" at this point, but I think I am going to go make a Blueberry Cobbler instead.
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  • ELSCO55
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    41 days ago
    Great blog! I can identify. My times in the kitchen with my mom are some of my favorite memories!
    I love your mom's comment here too...
    this all means that you the daughter of the Stealth Sparker as well, huh?!!
    44 days ago
    Yes, I did laugh when you mentioned my cooking. Never one of my strengths, but very happy you remember it fondly. As you kids grew up, at each stage I remember thinking that "this was the BEST age"

    Now that even all the grandchildren are adults, I still find myself saying that.
    I love seeing the adults you have all become.

    So live each day to the fullest,.As OneKidsMom often writes,
    "This is the only (fill in the date) we will ever get.

    45 days ago
    46 days ago
    There are many wonderful memories made in the kitchen.
    46 days ago
    46 days ago
    love your memories
    46 days ago
    I have many good memories of my mother's cooking. She too was no gourmet, but she made some delicious food, and she taught me how to cook. (I also remember one day when she wasn't home and my sister and I decided to make a cake from a mix. We were probably around 12 or 13. We couldn't figure out how the electric mixer worked. So we decided to beat the batter by hand....let's just say that there was cake batter alllllllllll over the kitchen, from top to bottom.)

    Thanks for reminding me of some wonderful memories.
    46 days ago
    Great points and very well said.

    I guess I've lived a good life in that I never really think about "going back".

    46 days ago
    I enjoyed your memories. The one memory I have of cooking with my mother was a Thanksgiving dinner. I insisted that I wanted to do the turkey! Here I am 12. My mother was aghast. She let me do it under her instructions. I would like to say it was the best turkey ever but she let me do it every thanksgiving after. I improved with age.LOL
    46 days ago
    46 days ago
    Lovely blog post. And even nicer that your Mom gets to know how you feel. Enjoy your weekend.
    47 days ago
    Another nice blog. Thank you for posting.
    47 days ago
  • THOMS1
    Good memories to have! emoticon emoticon
    47 days ago
    emoticon Enjoy your day !
    47 days ago
    Awesome blog!
    Ah yes, memories, and remembering the importance of making new ones!
    47 days ago
    Yes..there are so many smells that trigger memories for me..of a time gone by..thank you for reminding me that staying in the present is so important..and cherishing those moments of the past,,that brought me so much joy.
    47 days ago
    Enjoy your day
    47 days ago
    First, I appreciate your blog and all you have to say. As a Woman who is your mother's age, I have a life full of memories, All shapes and sizes, some good and some bad. After retirement, I brought my past right into my present which has shaped my future when I made my debut as an Author. My memory bank is a treasure trove of events, some humorous and some sad. I compiled the best and the worst, and shared my story in my memoir, a story of overcoming overwhelming circumstances and was able to live my dream. Its wonderful how my past Is now a part of my present and future as it was a stepping stone to begin a second book. Life has been shades of the rainbow, then and now. ....

    Thank you for mentioning Holly's blog! It was deeply touching and I'm glad So many people read it.
    Enjoy your time with your daughter! ...😊....💓
    P.S. You are the same age as my oldest daughter.
    47 days ago

    Comment edited on: 10/18/2020 7:24:14 PM
  • HOLLYM48
    Thanks for reading my blog and I am glad it resonated with you! There are so many moments that we don't even realize that they are just precious because you are with someone you love doing something so simple, yet those are the things that can stick in your memory years later.
    Enjoy the time with your daughter. These are the days that are so very precious.
    47 days ago
  • BJAEGER307
    I think as we grow older, the best thing is the precious memories (I always say that) that we have made. Our memory kicks in and makes the good things come to life again. I think that this is a blessing from God at times. Also for it makes the not so good times a little easier to get past.

    As for the good memories it helps me remember my parents who have long passed and the family times we had. Without these memories I think I would be a lost soul.
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  • no profile photo MLR_00
    47 days ago
    Triggering memories, as almost all reveries do! I remember one time when my niece was visiting and I was scrambling around trying to find something that would amuse my artistic young relative. I didn't have modeling clay on hand, and settled on making pie dough for her to use. I proceeded to forget about it, it was just something one did... I even felt it was a little "lame". But years later, she shared that it was her favorite memory of her "Aunt Barb".

    Come to think of it, learning to MAKE pie dough, in my own mother's kitchen was a fond memory of my own. Yep, now you've got me breaking into "Circle of Life" lyrics! emoticon
    47 days ago
    LOVE your memories! My favorite memories w/my parents and grandparents were in the kitchen. NOT necessarily centered around the food (though it was delicious!) but the companionship, the time spent together, the conversations, the 'secrets' shared. Those things definitely last a lifetime.

    Ordinary days can have so many memories! Thanks for reminding me of that!

    47 days ago
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