BERRY PICKING

I bought a priceless memory today for $17.50. I took mom strawberry picking. She always enjoys the 20 minute drive north. Everything is beautiful, the trees, the river, how the clouds ice the mountains.

 It took us less than an hour to pick the 14lb you can see in "being mom" in the photo album. After lunch we washed, hulled, and put them in the freezer. Now every time we have these strawberries in the coming months Mom will remember the enjoyment of going to pick strawberries. We can never have enough pleasant memories.

Comments

[Carolyn Plitz]

You are so absolutely right. You can never have enough pleasant memories! I am so grateful that I have been given a chance to create more "pleasant memories" with my Dad. What a priviledge and what a gift! As a result, when Dad's time on earth is through, just a glance at something that Dad used in the house will remind me of him and our good times together. The times on the deck outside, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight, the shade of the cedar trees, and the gentle breezes sneaking through the trees, will remind me of him listening to his talking books, with his feet up and his hat pushed down over his eyes.

I plan on making more wonderful memories this summer as we travel to the blueberry farms to pick blueberries. I will pick to fill the pails and Dad will pick to fill his tummy. Each time I add these blueberries to our smoothies, we will both speak of the day that we spent together picking.

Perhaps the memories that we create will help me to remember that I could and did make a difference in my Dad's last years on this earth and that this was part of my own self realization. It feels so right!