I baked a cake today.
That may seem to be very trivial and unnecessary information … but it isn’t.
Bare with me.
The kitchen intimidates me. I stay as far away from it as possible. My family gets home-cooked meals, but they are typically quick and easy dishes that get me away from the stove as quickly as possible. That has been my way of life for as long as I can remember.
Slowly I find myself craving time in the kitchen. Like today.
I found myself missing my grandmother. It’s been seven years since she passed away, but there are times I still pick up the phone to call her just to hear her voice because I’m having a bad day or need advice. I find myself avoiding visiting my grandfather at home because their house will forever be “Grandmomma’s House”. Honestly, I took my grandmother’s presences for granted while she was here. Selfishly, I felt she’d always be there. There were trips home I didn’t take, calls I didn’t make and words I didn’t speak.
My friend, Mandi of Chewsy Lovers, recently lost her grandmother and she shared her lemon pound cake recipe. Y’all, it looks so good and so … grandmotherly. Ever since I read her article, my mind kept coming back to that darn cake.
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So today I baked a cake and remembered the good times I had at Grandmomma’s house. The laughter, the love and the life lessons. While she’s not here with us physically, her memory and her legacy lives on with through those that knew and loved her.
This holiday season I encourage you to reach out to those that you love and let them know how much they mean to you. Life is short, but we can make the most of the time we have by being in the moment and enjoying the time we have with those who mean the most to us.