I don’t write this post looking for a pat on the back. I just wanted to share that I am proud my parents taught me well.
Tim and I have a few dear friends of ours that are getting up there in age, and we like to drop in and check on them once in a while. It is fun for us, and they seem to enjoy the company. When Fran still lived next door to us, we would often take a plate of leftovers over to share with her or a plate of baked goods. It was a great reason to make sure she was doing ok, and our food didn’t go to waste when we made too much!
I got to thinking last night about this. I realized that we are doing exactly what Mom and Dad did for years, and to a point Mom still does. Checking in on neighbors and friends, helping them out and visiting with them.
I was only 3 years old when we moved from Milwaukee to Oconomowoc, so I don’t remember a lot about it. I do remember the stories of Grandma and Grandpa Dorst (not biological grandparents – neighbors in Milwaukee) helping get the house ready for us to move in. I was quite young when Grandpa Dorst passed. I do fondly remember visits with them though. Grandpa was a Shriner Clown, and it was always neat to see the different pictures and figurines that they had in their home. I also loved visiting because Grandma Dorst sewed me clothes (mostly dresses) for my many Barbie dolls! What a cool present that was! I love them! I have given most of them away, but I do have a couple to remember her by. Anyways, we as a family would visit after we moved away. We always had a bag of garden goodies for them. After Grandpa passed, I recall going to visit Grandma. I know Dad would stop with grocery bags full of stuff from the garden for her. Onions, potatoes, peppers, carrots, raspberries, green beans, beets…you name it.
I know Dad also used to stop in and drop of bags of garden goods to other family friends that I wasn’t so personally and closely connected to. I do know that it was greatly appreciated though. I was told a lot when I made calls that he had passed about what a great man he was. You can not imagine what a proud daughter I still am!
The point I am trying to get to, and am probably not getting to it very well is that Mom and Dad taught me to check on others. While Tim and I don’t have a garden to take bags of produce to people from, we do have treats from farmers markets that we treat friends to as well as baked goods that I love to make and share. It gives us that chance to connect, check on and visit with them.
I can only hope that when I get older and am retired that someone checks in on me once is a while. 🙂
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