Finding comfort...

Well, my friends, it has been a rough couple of weeks.  The new job has certainly provided the nearly stress-free work environment I was looking for, but the satisfaction of working hard and accomplishment - not so much.  I am finding it difficult to adjust - I guess going from a thousand miles an hour every day to a snail's pace will take more than two weeks to accept. 

So I find myself doubting my choice...and I have been feeling like I just need a really big hug and someone telling me that everything's gonna be alright - which got me to thinking about my mother.

I remember a couple month's after her passing, we went to the freezer for a jar of jam and realized it was the last jar - the VERY LAST JAR made by my mother.  I remember how hard it was to actually open it and eat it - we would never enjoy another jar of mom's awesome freezer jam!  Funny how something so trivial could mean so much.  There were so many little things like that over the next couple years that really packed a wallop...

So today at work, a guest left behind a bag of cucumbers in their room and since no one else wanted them I brought them home.   And then the thought hit me - HEY! You could try to make refrigerator pickles like Mom used to make.  And oh yeah, you got some berries in the freezer that need to be used up - Mom's freezer jam!

So I spent the afternoon doing just that!  And while it will be a day or two before I can give them a go, I feel a warm hug engulf me - the kind of comfort only a mother can give!

Wishing all of you, my dear friends, the comfort of a mother's love.  Till next time...