I picked up Grandma’s recipe book the other day…the one she made just for me…written in her own hand and filled with my favorite recipes.
On the first page of my cookbook…these words…always waiting for me…
‘It’s easy to be a good cook’ she wrote, ‘just follow the recipe!’
As I leafed through the pages in Grandma’s recipe book…hopping from recipe to recipe…I realized I was also leafing through pages of my memory.
I feel blessed to have Grandma’s recipes…blessed she taught me how to cook…
and blessed for the one recipe…she didn’t have write down in my book.
It was her recipe for living…this one I know by heart…
so I will never leave out an ingredient…never forget a part…
Find some moments every day…she taught…to enjoy this life you’re living…
discover the pleasures in a smile and the comfort of forgiving.
Take a walk in silence…you don’t have to travel very far…
to witness the beauty of the trees…or the wonder of the stars.
Laugh and play and work with your heart…your soul…your mind…
and never miss an opportunity to be gentle…to be kind
Stop and smell the flowers…play with babies…marvel at rainbows in the sky…
and always save room after every meal…for a cookie…or some pie.
I’ve memorized her recipe for living…it’s the road in life I took…
and when I’m hungry for a cookie or a pie…no problem…
I have Grandma’s recipe book.
Knowing how to live and what to cook have always been easy for me…
all I have to do is follow Grandma’s recipe.
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