So, update: The cards raised over $1,000 for my dad. Thank you so much, Jen, for all your dedication to this project! And thanks to Cheryl and Lauren for helping us sell. And to everyone who bought them. I hope your families and friends enjoyed receiving our original designs. Jed will be selling them again next holiday season and pledges that all proceeds for these designs will again go to Dad next year.
I'm at a time in my life marked by nostalgia and anxiety. I find myself reflecting back on the last twenty years a lot. And just as I've been in the process of doing so, a friend suddenly died, which has REALLY turned up the heat on my reminisence.
My love for my friends and family sometimes paralyzes me. I want everyone to be okay, and I want to be a part of helping to create that okay-ness. And the world's a big place. And I'm just a small blanket that covers, maybe, the tip of the left pinky toe of humanity.
Lee and I decided a couple weeks back to take a road trip down to Texas this coming Valentine's weekend. I've been really craving time with my grandma. I want to learn--once and for all--to make her tortillas. It feels like, as long as I can make something that approximates her food, maybe, just maybe, I won't lose my mind when she leaves this world. (Which, might not be for twenty years, for all I know -- she's not ill.) Her departure will cause great shift in my life. But somehow, I'll be able to visit her when I cook. Learning her cooking is a conscious bridge to her that I like building while we can do it together.
