Momma’s Hands

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Kalissa is still in the middle of wedding planning.  Lately the topic has moved on to D.J.’s for the wedding dance.  One was selected and now it’s time to focus on what songs will be played.  She’s debated about the father/daughter dance.  One of the songs mentioned was “Daddy’s Hands” by Holly Dunn.  The song would really be appropriate.

Well I was thinking about that song as I was chopping up an onion…only I started thinking of my mom..and was thinking of her hands as I looked at my own.

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At the same time one of the childcare kids was watching as I was cutting up this onion.  She commented and said, “How do you do that Jo?”  I didn’t know what she was talking about and she said the onion-”How do you hold it and cut it?  My mom can’t to that”.

Well cutting an onion in her hand without a cutting board is a real talent my mom had.  Over the years I’ve practiced and practiced but I’ll never be able to do it like she could.  Every piece would be uniform sized..I don’t even do the best getting it all uniform sized when I have a cutting board.  I always marveled at how she could do that.

My mom was a good old fashion cook…meat, potatoes and gravy where always on tap.  She was good at other things too.  She laid the carpet and linoleum in my parents house.  She reupholstered furniture.   She worked on the farm.  She was an excellent seamstress.  She often altered clothing.

My mom was an amazing worker.  She was always busy with many irons in the fire.  I’m that way but don’t have near the talents that she had….

I sure appreciate the gift of memory as that’s all I have of my mom.  She died in 1990 when I was 24…

As I look at that picture of my hands I can’t help but wonder what my kids will remember about me.  I hope it’s something good.

One Step Closer

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The lack of grass at our house has been a big hassle for me all spring and summer.  I’ve lamented about it.  Hubby has hated it.  He’s been trying to get to it but it just hasn’t been happening.  It isn’t for a lack of trying.  Hubby worked seven days a week all spring and on those few Sunday afternoons when he could work on it we’ve had rain.  Being he has a farm related job we just can’t complain about rain so we’ve just been trying to be patient.

We all know I am not good with patience.

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Saturday afternoon the weather and Hubby’s schedule finally aligned and he seeded the grass.  He didn’t seed all of it as he’s afraid of having no rain and having to water it.  Instead just the front lawn got seeded.  I’m all okay with that.  Some is way better than none.

Now we’ll have to see if it grows.  We have rain on tap for the next week so hopefully no watering.  At this point even if we end up having to water lots, I don’t mind.  I just really want some grass that the kids and roll around and play in.

I guess for now, we’re one step closer.

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