Sunday, August 10, 2014

Pie #9 - An Ode to Mothers-in-Law

Jokes about mothers-in-law abound, but you won't find any here, because frankly, I have the very best one.

Her name is Anne and I am so grateful to have her in my life. She loves me like the third daughter she never had, and I have to say, I sort of like her, too. 

So, let's raise a pie to mothers-in-law...those lovely souls who take us in and tolerate us because we married one of their children. If you're lucky and you win the mother-in-law lottery, they just might come to be as treasured as a second mother. (Color me lucky.)

Anne - with Hubbard Avenue Diner's Blackberry Sour Cream Pie

P.S. Oh, yes, I'd forgotten. 

Actually, there is sort of a running joke in the family about Anne. Stay a weekend with her and you'll discover when you step on the scale back home, you've added a few pounds, thanks to her delicious cooking! (No fake butter here, people.)

Just this morning for breakfast she fed me two eggs, three sausage links, a mound of hash browns, and two pieces of toast. As I waddled away from the table a little later, I suggested my day might be better spent chopping a cord of wood rather than plunking down in front of a computer.

We've learned to just wait a few days before climbing on the scale. 

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Pie #8 - It was Cherry and it Broke my Heart

It's been over a month since I delivered a pie. In fact, I remember the date well. It was Tuesday, June 17.

My friend, Cindy, had requested a cherry pie, which wasn't actually her favorite flavor. Turns out, she'd selflessly asked me to bring her husband Mike's favorite. 

Because that was Cindy. She always gave of herself, whether it was to her husband, her girls, her family, her friends or her 1st graders. In fact, the photo below shows exactly the kind of loving, nurturing teacher and human being Cindy was.
Cindy & my daughter, Hannah (then a 1st grader in 2006)

Yes, I used the word "was." 

Yesterday, we said goodbye to Cindy at a lovely funeral service. In December, she'd been diagnosed with brain cancer, and she passed away far too soon on Saturday, July 26.

In sad times such as these, the phrase "they left the world a better place" is bandied about far too often. 

But in Cindy's case it, the phrase fits perfectly. My now teenage daughter is a better student from having learned from her in 1st grade. I also know that I am a better person for having known her and called her friend. The church yesterday was filled with many who could claim the same. 

The pie delivery visit was the last time I saw my friend. And, while I believe pie can bring happiness and perhaps, sometimes change the world, too, it just can't fix grief.

I miss her so.