Memories

I'm not great for remembering trivia.

I'm not great at remembering specific incidents from my past.

(I'm not even great at remembering where I'm meant 

to be, or why I went into the utility room!!)

What I DO remember are feelings.

And I remember that, growing up, I felt loved, nurtured and nourished!

Poor Mam used to bake once a week, filling tupperware boxes full

of delicious cakes and biscuits, only to have us scavengers

eat everything in sight!

Only now do I realise how fulfilling it is

to know that you are doing this wonderful thing

for the people you love most in the world.

And I'm quite sure that in a day or two, when MY boxes are empty,

I'll be asking why I bother when all they do is eat it all!!

Today I am grateful for wonderful memories, and the chance

to follow in my wonderful Mammy's footsteps

in baking for my own brood.

Wait till you see.....I'll be on the Bake-off yet!!!

Gratefully yours.

xx