this morning, i felt the need to spend time with some wise women that have been such a huge influence in my life. since none of these women are the type to let grass grow under their feet, we gathered supplies and got to work.
as i peeled the sweet fruits of summer, we went on about simpler times…when people held tightly to values and when paths weren’t so muddled. right was right and wrong was wrong; priorities were put in their proper place and kept there. when someone gave you their word, you knew that the job was as good as done.
i sighed heavily, and then they reminded me gently that things only change when you allow them to. as we rolled out the pie crusts together, they reminded me of who i am and what i’m made of. i was reminded that the ‘old ways’ are still of great value, no matter what society says.
as i was putting the top ‘lids’ on the pies we created, i felt that sense of well-being and comfort return. determination and gumption soon followed.
even though these 3 women have long ago passed from this world, i still find comfort in their words spoken to me so long ago and am so thankful for their tools that they left in my care-a rolling pin, a pastry blender and a mixing bowl. reminders of some amazing, hard-working, insightful and intelligent women that i was so blessed to call ‘grandma’.