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Day 141: New Grandparents – Ellen and Owen

25 Aug

Today my next-door neighbors drove to the town where their daughter lives to be there when she gives birth to their first grandchild. This couple has just built on an addition to their house so that when the daughter comes to visit, there will be a room for the new baby. I love how my neighbors are so excited about their grandchild!

In the next few days they will be standing by waiting to do whatever is needed – even if that means that they will just be waiting, wondering who this new child will be. I can’t help but think that this will be a very lucky (and loved) baby indeed.

As they prepared to leave on their journey I gave my neighbors a pie to bring to their daughter and son-in-law. I wanted to be a part of the welcoming committee – and so I sent an Apple Walnut pie to help them keep up their strength during their “waiting” vigil. I wish their daughter a speedy delivery and send my very best wishes to the entire family.

Grandma always made you feel she had been waiting to see just you all day and now the day was complete. ~Marcy DeMaree

If becoming a grandmother was only a matter of choice, I should advise every one of you straight away to become one. There is no fun for old people like it! ~Hannah Whithall Smith

If I had known how wonderful it would be to have grandchildren, I’d have had them first. ~Lois Wyse

DAy 37: Miss Lee

14 May

This morning when I woke up, I had no idea who today’s pie recipient would be.  As we went for our walk I considered different people, and while they were all good candidates, I felt that I needed to keep thinking about it.  When we got back from our walk I just began to bake a pie and knew that the “person” would come to me somehow or other.

I decided to focus instead on the process of making the pie for in a way it is a kind of meditational “practice” for me.  First, I take my dough (I am making pie dough in batches so that I only need to make a batch once a week) and my silpat and my rolling pin.  Then I begin to roll out the dough. The dough is tender and so I handle it gently, and continue rolling it out until it is large enough for the pie pan.  Next, I trim the dough so that there is just enough of an edge to fold under. When the edge is folded, it is then time to make it look pretty.  It is easy for me to do this because over the years I have made hundreds ( perhaps thousands?) of pies. Think about the things that you do easily today.  Perhaps they weren’t always easy but because you wanted to know how to do them, they became easy because you practiced them over and over again.  That’s what it has been like for me with baking – I became good at it because I did it all the time.

Today after I made this pie (Apple Walnut) I knew that the recipient had to be someone special because it was a beautiful pie.  And almost immediately I knew who the recipient would be.  I called Lee to see if she was still in town because each spring she goes to Alaska to fish and I was worried that I might have missed her.  Well, I was lucky – she wasn’t leaving for three days!

Lee was my son’s kindergarden teacher at Helman Elementary. She came to our house before school started in 1998 to meet us and my son.  He was a bit shy but seemed to like her right away.  That year Lee had 15 boys and 5 girls in her class.  I couldn’t imagine how I would handle all those energetic children, and Lee did it with a quiet grace. I never heard her raise her voice and loved how she  kept their attention. Maybe it was her New England accent, her sense of wonder, or her gentleness – I don’t know – but my son was very fond of Miss Lee.

At the end of the that year, after Miss Lee had gone to Alaska, I was shopping with my son and he saw a guitar shaped brooch and told me that we needed to buy it for Miss Lee because she played the guitar.  I told him that she was already gone for the summer.  He told me that he could give it to her when school began again in the Fall.  I was impressed that he thought enough of Lee to want this pin for her and so I bought it.  My son kept the pin in his bureau until school started and he brought it to Lee on his first day back to school.  She was delighted with the pin and wore it often.  And each time she did so, she would make sure to point it out to my son.  I don’t know who felt more special – Lee  for getting the gift or my son for giving it.

It was wonderful to visit with Lee  today and hear about her family and their tradition of fishing which has been going on for many decades. She showed  me pictures of her family and shared with me some of her history.  As I was leaving, she told me that I had made her day by giving her the pie.  It doesn’t seem like much at all because she made my son’s first year of school so very special.