Memories of my Mom and Sunday Dinner 

Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.”- Mother Teresa 

Sunday Dinner

I loved watching you quietly and methodically gather the makings of Sunday dinner, pot roast, mashed potatoes, carrots (cooked with the roast), gravy that was like warm liquid love, white bread and always a boxed Betty Crocker chocolate cake mix but with scratch frosting that I have never been able to replicate.

When the roast and the cake was safely tucked in the oven and the potatoes were peeled and bubbling at a low simmer, I watched you finally sit down for the first time in your rocking chair in the corner where sun came streaming in and lite up you beautiful face as you dozed off for a wee cat nap while attempting to read the Sunday paper.

Dinner was 4 o’clock sharp every Sunday and I marvel at just how you managed to feed 9 people everyday…Mom you gave us not only food to nourish our bodies but your love nourished our souls and for that I will be forever grateful.

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