it's delightful...it's delicious...it's dawesome

My mom has this crazy spoon – it is over 10 years old, dark wood, and has only half of a bowl.

She loves her spoon.

It is like the Velveteen Rabbit of spoons. It is the most used and the most beloved of all the spoons in my mom’s kitchen. All the other spoons must be jealous.

The other night I was in my kitchen cooking and thinking of my mom and her spoon. I don’t know why — but as I thought of this spoon I got really emotional. Do you ever make yourself cry just thinking about what it would be like to loose your mom? I do this every so often, try to imagine my life without her, and I make myself hysterical (even now as I type this I am getting tearful).

I thought,”If that spoon is still around when mom dies, I am going to ask for it.”

(as I wiped tears from my eyes)

“I will take it home and cherish it.”

Then, as I was stirring some batter,

GUESS WHAT?

The spoon I was using BROKE

& now I have a spoon

JUST LIKE MOM’S!

How random is that?

Random enough to blog about, says I!

FYI:

The girls have already discovered it and put it to good use!

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4 Responses to “Mom’s Spoon”

  1. Chas Says:
    April 14th, 2010 at 4:13 pm

    Ha ha! So funny how the girls have put it to use. Awesome.

    Tender story, Lize. I’m quite fond of mom’s favorite spoon as well. Makes me feel at home every time I use it.

  2. Margie Says:
    April 14th, 2010 at 7:09 pm

    I do this sometimes too…usually while listening to Josh Grobman ‘You Raise me Up’ and I just sob my heart out! Thanks for sharing.

  3. Parker Says:
    April 18th, 2010 at 7:34 pm

    THAT was no coincidence! You have a lot of great characteristics that mom has, the spoon reinforces it.

    ps: I emailed you a picture of the spoon. The right side of your spoon broke off, EXACTLY like mom’s. I have the spoon on my lap as I type this. I will miss it very much when you inherit it. 🙂

  4. Mom Says:
    April 18th, 2010 at 9:08 pm

    I cried, too, just thinking about how sad you’ll all be when I die. I’ll be sad, too. But don’t worry, Allan has promised to sing all of “Les Miserables” at my funeral, which should be cheering. That and the chorus of grandkids playing ukeleles. Can’t you just see ’em squatting up there in the choir seats?