My mom passed away when I was a teenager. I will forever and always be a big mama’s girl, so as you can imagine it was one of the hardest experiences I’ve ever had to endure. In addition to so many other wondaful things she was good at, she was a fabulous cook. In the first few days, and weeks after she died I was in shock and survival mode. When I started coming out of it, I remember watching my dad heat up a can of beans in the microwave, then serve it to us in it’s can/cylinder shape in a bowl – something my mom never would have done! (My parents were divorced and we didn’t even have a microwave). I still vividly remember the sadness I felt in that moment realizing that I would never again eat my mom’s homecooked food. I’ve had many delicious meals since then but none quite like how she made things. Now as a mom myself, I can attest to how hard meals can be and how much I’d love to just never cook again some nights! But I also will be the first to testify how special that time as a family can be. So keep it up! That special family time will always be worth it.
Oh, the blessing of a homecooked meal!
How good that food can make you feel.
Bring comfort to the anguished soul
With just a single, simple bowl.
Bring courage to the travel worn
And healing to a heart that’s torn.
A smile to so many faces.
Happiness in so many places.
Bring back the soul that once was lost –
No matter how humble or grand the cost.
So don’t worry about how long it took
Or worry about how perfect it looks.
Serve it up with your smile and love.
It’s something that you can be proud of.
You never know the memories you’ll make
When you all sit down and all partake.
You never know how good you’ll feel
When enjoying the blessings of a homecooked meal.