It’s important to make space and time for grieving. I find that I feel closest to my mom when I’m doing things we used to do together. Holidays are a good time to revisit these types of memories. While Mom wasn’t a big fan of Halloween, she made sure we always had a belly full of hot food before trick or treating. The tradition was passed on to the grandkids as well. The last time I spent Halloween with my Mom, she made chili for all of us
My kids don’t like beans. So making chili in my house is a funny thing because I have to really, really want chili seeing as how I’ll be the ONLY person eating it. This year I felt the urge to have chili so strongly that I actually dreamt about it. I called my sister to see if she had gathered any tips or tricks on how to make Mom’s chili and went for it!
While it didn’t compare to my Mom’s chili (needed onion salt), it wasn’t half bad. What I do know is that sitting in front of a hot bowl of chili on a cold Halloween night…remembering my Mom…was all good.
Empty Chairs, Everywhere is a personal grief diary as I process the loss of my Mother to COVID-19.
Empty Chairs, Everywhere 