One thing was true about my mom. She loved ice cream. I was eating Cookies and Cream tonight and something that simple made me recall memories from almost the past three decades! She had her favorites: Strawberry, Butter Pecan, and Cookies and Cream.
I can remember sitting on the old gold colored couch at our house in Hull, IL, and mom would be propped up on the arm of the sofa. I loved sitting in the bend of her legs. I had to put a pillow or Grandma Faxon's blanket between the bowl and her leg, of course. I could look up and see her slowly savoring every last bit of her ritual bowl of ice cream.
I can now say thank you to Mom for my innate need to have ice cream around the same time every night. Oh well, it's better than needing a cigarette or something!
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