I'm starting this post at 11:54 p.m. after another bittersweet day. Dad and Ron arrived this morning at around 11:00 a.m. I was so very excited to see them, yet this was the first time they'd been here since last 4th of July when we picnicked at the lake. Mom had been w/ us then, so frail that she barely left her lawn chair, but she did join us for a boat ride. So hugging Ron and Dad at their arrival brought the tears, especially when my husband said I sounded just like Mom's gleeful voice calling out to us whenever we arrived to visit her.
After an eventful afternoon and evening, I still had preparations to make for tomorrow's Easter dinner so after Dad and Ron went to bed.........I went to work. Now, Mom would've gotten up early in the morning to finish up her salads, etc., but I have to have it all done before I go to bed. I'll sleep much better. The two salads I made were both recipes that Mom gave me years ago. The strawberry-rice salad had a note written on the back of the recipe card w/ the salutation, "Dear Mari," then her variation on the salad, and signed, "Enjoy. Love, Mom." I know we will, Mom, but it would all taste much better if you were here helping me. The cauliflower-pea salad also had a note on the back once again reminding me not to overcook the peas. Thanks, Mom. It turned out great......again! Well, I've got Easter baskets to fill. Good night, or rather good morning. Twas the night before Easter and all through the house, everyone was sleeping except the Easter Bunny's Helper.
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