Because of the perfect cocktail of pain-relieving drugs, the kitchen and the garden are once again her domain. There have been 2 weeks of reprieve for her (as well as for me) and I marvel at how quickly she reclaimed her domains, her pleasurable expressions of self.
I sat in her kitchen the other day, watching her measure and slice and stir, just as I have done my whole life. Her contentment and ease lie in the preparing of savory and sweet, while mine lies in close proximity and watchfulness. I did not know, could not have guessed, I would have the privilege of sitting in the wake of her energy again.
I thought as I watched, I should ask her how to do this and that~ here's my waning chance to capture her culinary knowledge. There are so many questions and tricks of the trade. Yet, I did not ask. I just wanted to be her child a moment or two longer, in this unexpected reprieve and live in the comforting world of her kitchen and her beautiful wake.
Oh, Graciel, yes, you did the right thing to treasure and savor those moments while they were happening. I think of you and your mom often. Hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteoh god, yes. be her child again and still and forever.
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yes. this made me smile and brought tears to my eyes all at the same time.
ReplyDeletei think you made just exactly the right choice.
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Such a beautiful post. I hope you are able to enjoy more moments like this. Such a gift.
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