Who Will I Call?

I just saw this television commercial. Can’t even remember what they were advertising, but it featured a daughter calling her mom (or mother-in-law) to help her with the ingredients for the stuffing she was making for Thanksgiving dinner.

When the call ended, the father said to the mother something like, “She’s made that stuffing for years.” And the mother just smiled and took his hand in hers. It’s not that the daughter NEEDED to call, but that she WANTED to call.

And I thought, “Who will I call this year?” All the women I called while cooking my holiday meals are gone now. Their breadth and depth of knowledge gone with them. The smiles in their voices when I asked some dumb question about deviled eggs or giblet gravy, even though I knew the answers by heart. I just wanted to feel closer to them even though we were hundreds of miles apart. To let them know I still needed them, I called.

Again I thought, “Who will I call this year?” Then I cried.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

12 thoughts on “Who Will I Call?”

  1. Sad thoughts, but you are at the top of the heap now. Maybe your daughter will call you this Thanksgiving. It’s so strange when our elders are gone on. Hugs.

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  2. You called us, your followers, and we heard you. Some of us have lost all those people too. But when reading your beautiful post the memories of those we’ve lost stay with us and continue.
    Thank you for sharing this. It was beautiful! ❤️✌️❤️

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  3. I only have one aunt left and she has dementia. But back in the day she was an excellent cook. I last talked to her about how to make cornbread. And my aunt in Alaska I would call about salmon croquettes. I think I never wrote those recipes down because I wanted to call them. This is such a tender post, Leslie. Thank you so much for posting it. It will be the prompt for my journal entry for today.

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