Last night I spent some quiet time remembering you. I made a batch of that chocolate pudding recipe you shared with me more than 10 years ago. I stirred in some marshmallows, instead of butter, for more “richness” and added another marshmallow for garnish. I knew you wouldn’t approve, but you would have smiled knowing how much joy marshmallows would bring to me. And you would have graciously praised my ability to modify a recipe to make it my own. Because you were that kind of generous soul.
It was sweet to think of you and pudding. (That’s payback for you saying that I was pudding you on the spot to share the recipe using exact measurements). I miss your playfulness and your mischievous smile. I miss so much about you.
I had some more serious reflections last night as well. I might share in another post. I might just keep to myself. It brought me comfort to remember you during easier times.
I miss you, pal ❤️