I Remember Mom: Baking Cookies With Mom

By Richard Mabey Jr.


Upon retiring from a career of working as a writer in various backgrounds of public relations, ad agencies, and newspapers, I moved to one of the gated communities in Central Florida. Here in Florida, I have worked as a Security Officer, Dog Walker, Newsletter Editor, and Home Rental Coordinator. I played golf with my neighbors. Joined several clubs. But without a doubt, my fondest memory is of baking cookies with Mom, when she was still on this side of Heaven’s Gate.


Mom had this cookbook that she had handwritten. It was filled with recipes that had been handed to her by her mother. And, Grandma’s mother had passed the recipes down to her. There was no real telling how many generations that some of Mom’s recipes were passed down from.


There were three mainstay cookies: oatmeal with raisins, peanut butter, and of course the one and only, chocolate chips. Mom was a master of knowing just how much cooking oil to spray onto each cookie sheet. Then, there was the infinite wisdom of making each dab of cookie dough just the right size, to get just the right size for each cookie.


I look back now and realize just how precious the time of baking cookies with Mom was. I didn’t realize it at the time. It seemed as though Mom was going to live forever, that our time of baking cookies was never going to end. But, sadly, it did come to an end.


I know what it’s like to be on that horrid roller coaster of the corporate world. I worked in the Public Relations Department of one of the big telecommunications companies, worked as a copy writer at three different ad agencies. I know the hustle and bustle, the insanity of meeting a tough deadline. So, I know all the reasons why it’s nearly impossible to find quality time to spend with a parent.


But here’s the hard cold fact: one day your beloved parents depart. Gone. And, here’s the really sad news, nobody has invented a time machine yet.


If your Mom or Dad, or both your parents, are still with you on this side of Heaven’s Gate, by all means make time for them. Do everything in your power to find that special time to spend with your Mom or Dad. You only get one mother, one father. One to a customer.


Richard Mabey Jr. is a freelance writer. He can be reached at richardmabeyjr@hotmail.com. Please put on the subject line: I Remember Mom.  

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