I woke up this morning with a very strange need to make french toast. Need. I have no idea what prompted it, I just knew I had to make french toast. No one else at my breakfast table will eat french toast, so I made it just for myself. At the first delicious bite, I was suddenly back in Gami's kitchen. Cinnamon, sugar, and as many slices as we wanted (and everyone loves it just as much as me).
Fast forward to lunch and I found myself enjoying a juicy peach. And just as quickly, I'm next to Gami as I watch her turn overflowing baskets of Aunt Nancy's peaches into amazing "frozen peaches". Oh how divine! I could eat these forever, just have to be careful of the brain freeze from eating too quickly!
And then very unexpectedly, for dinner I have just received so many amazing fresh vegetables from a friends garden and as I stand there snapping green beans and slicing homegrown tomatoes, I am overcome with Gami! It is incredible how one person can be wrapped up in so many delicious memories. I am so thankful for these memories! How she comes alive for me with each taste, every snap of a bean. What a gift that was today to travel back to her love, poured out onto a plate. Can't wait to savor the leftovers tomorrow!
And I laugh as I look down just now and realize that I have been wearing her pants all day long...
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