Remembering my mom.
The other morning when I was preparing my oatmeal, I suddenly remembered an incident in my parents’ courtship that my mom told me about years ago.
It was early in their courtship and my dad came to the house rather early in the morning, and unexpectedly. Mom had started to make oatmeal for breakfast. She had water boiling in a pot and had added salt, in anticipation of adding the oats. When Dad came to the door, she got “addled.” She was surprised to see him so early and unexpectedly. She offered him a cup of coffee and he accepted. So she made coffee. Since she had water already boiling on the stove, she used that water to make the coffee. She forgot all about the salt in the water. As I remember, she said that Dad didn’t drink his coffee and she didn’t know why, until after he had gone and she then remembered that she had put salt in the water. No wonder he didn’t want the coffee.
I loved thinking about my mom and dad in the early stage of their courtship when they would both be flustered and pleased to see each other early in the morning. Mom was so eager to offer him a good cup of coffee and Dad was so reluctant to embarrass her by telling her it was too salty to drink. They laughed about it later. They truly loved each other and were always kind to each other. I have good memories!
Aw, such a sweet memory, NJ.
Thanks, Sally. I feel I know so little about my parents early days. I want to capture the things they told me about those far away days.
NJ