Many moons ago, when I was a young adult, my goal was to start collecting things for when I would move out -- either on my own or with a husband. I made a list of things I would need. (Because I really like lists.) Every payday, I would try to get something on my list. I'm pretty sure this is how I acquired my can opener. And a few other items. Sometimes I would save up -- or put an item on layaway. That's how I got my futon (which I got rid of several years ago).
Anyway, my mom knew about my goals. My chestless hope chest, I guess we'll call it ;). And so, for my birthday (my 20th maybe?), she bought me my very first set of pots and pans. I didn't move out for a while longer... Not until I was 22. And until then, I saved them in the box -- brand new. Because I wanted to treasure them and use them in my place.
And I did. And I still do treasure them. And use them! They've cooked many a great meal. Including tonight when they helped prepare our Marvelous Monday Meal. But it's more than that... They are a reminder of my mother's love. A reminder that she has always tried to help me reach for my dreams.
What are you grateful for today?
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