I don’t know if all Moms do this or if it’s just mine. Maybe it’s part of her Italian lineage. But almost every time I visit my parents, she has to give me something.
Trinkets like this cat salt and pepper set
Clothing, books, magazine articles and most of all…Food (both of my parents are guilty of this one).
“Have a piece of pie to take home!”
“I’ve got some old bones for Lulu!”
“Could you use up this chocolate sauce?”
Inevitably I just nod and hold out my trick or treat bag to be filled. Last time I stopped by it was a folding chair and a cooler!
This past week my Mom turned 85. A bouquet of fall flowers, a lovely lunch and we checked out the local museum. Sometimes I have to give back!
But she has given me so much more than material things and food.
She has given me an example of sacrifice, creativity, a love for cats and well, life itself
Mom and I with Dad and sisters Heather and Heidi
Perhaps in honour of this generous tradition (or maybe it’s a habit I’ve picked up), I tend to do the same thing to my children. Last time my daughter stopped in I handed over her Graduation photo, a purse and some apple cake. She came for dinner on the weekend and off went the last of the Apple Crisp too!
Thanks for all the things you give me Mom. There are worse things I could pass onto my children!
