Celebrating life, one cookie at a time
This week we are doing Fun Friday a little bit different. We have been making fun Friday about the food, but let’s be honest… we aren’t chefs or food bloggers. What we are really trying to convey with these is the experience. It is the gift of being able to be together as a family and create memories together… messy or not.
Today there was a lot of mess… and there was a lot of fun… but most of all, there were memories made. Let’s get started by going back a few years to when this all started.
Four years ago we lost my father-in-law. My kids were 6 and 3 years old. Too young to have created a lot of memories with him, but old enough to remember him a little. Because of this, we have made a special effort to keep him memory alive in our home. Some of those things are by involving the lessons he taught in our education with them, sharing funny stories about him, and celebrating his life every year either around the anniversary of his death, or his birthday (which are only a few weeks apart).
Every year we let the kids choose something special to remember him. They always do it so thoughtfully. They list the things that he did well, the things he loved, and the attributes he has, then they build an activity around their list. Some times it is something simple like writing a letter to someone, and some are a little trickier. I can’t help but laugh at the time when we went to the mall so they could share a scripture with someone. I asked them to look around and see who they felt needed the message. When they both felt it was the right person, they would share the message. Of course, they chose the scariest looking person at the mall. haha. But luckily this man was so sweet and nice to the kids and seemed sincerely grateful. Who knows, maybe he was just the guy we needed to reach that day, and my father-in-law was looking down from heaven with pride.
This year the kids decided to do something that needed a little more work, but wasn’t quite as scary for me. I do have to laugh though, because in the conversation they asked about his favorite food. My father-in-law loved good food, but where he lived has some of the best tacos ever, so I mentioned that maybe tacos. In that moment, my daughter jumped up from the bed so surprised and excited and said, “Wait…. “Itto” loved tacos, dad loves tacos, and I love tacos. Maybe it’s a family thing!” Yes, dear, and the rest of the world… I guess we are one big happy family after all.
After some conversation, we unanimously settled on taking cookies to people who are special to them, along with a quote, which is the phrase my father-in-law used to close out his last family email to us. As they made their lists, I could not help but notice that the people who they listed are people who are teaching them about God. And that is exactly what my father-in-law loved to do most of all. It was the perfect match.
So we spent the week trying out different recipes and eventually settled on “the perfect one”. Then we spent the day baking cookies, frosting them, putting packages together, and then taking them around to all these amazing people who mean so much to us. It was so sweet to see them create that link between people who mean so much to us. We are so grateful for our friends and family.