Love Doesn’t Need a Measuring Spoon

For Mother's Day, my daughter Elizabeth made a decadent chocolate pudding pie with a cookie crust. The recipe called for a teaspoon of vanilla. When the time came, did Elizabeth reach for the bottle of vanilla and a teaspoon? Nope. She just poured in what she thought was the right amount. "Oh my," I said … Continue reading Love Doesn’t Need a Measuring Spoon →

In Honor of My Father’s Birthday

Dad liked the sweet and tangy taste of lemon desserts. For his 88th birthday, I made him this meringue pie. I didn't think the pie could handle a candle, so I brought one of my jar candles for him to blow out. When I decided this month to visit the nursing home where he once … Continue reading In Honor of My Father’s Birthday →

Lunch Today, Lunch Yesterday

By Lisa Yorkgitis Nahach LisaYorkgitisNahach@gmail.com When two women with ash-blonde hair -- most likely a mother and daughter -- entered the dining area of Panera Bread Co., I noticed them immediately. Four years fell away, and I was once again my mother's caregiver. I tried not to stare as the younger woman pushed the other's … Continue reading Lunch Today, Lunch Yesterday →

Daughter Appreciates Mother’s Sympathy after Miscarriage

By Lisa Yorkgitis Nahach Reach me at LisaYorkgitisNahach@gmail.com My mother, Helen Yorkgitis, suffered from arthritis, diabetes, congestive heart failure, and other conditions. Despite her afflictions, however, she often exhibited an incredible capacity for sympathy. One day in early 2009, I felt so overwhelmed by a recent sorrow that I had to share it with her. … Continue reading Daughter Appreciates Mother’s Sympathy after Miscarriage →