This picture was taken at my Grandma Weik's house. Grandma Weik was a wonderful older woman from our church, who adopted us as her grandchildren.
Mom and us kids drove out to Grandma's farm to spend the day with her. We headed out around lunch time. Grandma served us a wonderful farm meal of homemade noodles, some kind of meat and a myriad of dishes made with garden veggies.
Then we would go out to her huge garden and "help" her.
Afterwards, for coffee, she let us have our favourite cookies, those wafer cookies with layers of icing. Her house was the only place we got them because Mom would only give us homemade cookies. I remember sitting and pulling them apart layer by layer and scraping the icing off with my teeth before eating the cookies. The silky sweet sensation of the icing flooded my senses with security as I listened to my Grandma and Mom's voices rise and fall in "adult" conversation.
By the end of the day Grandma would have bags of garden produce for us to take home with us. Then at the end of the day just before we left she would let us free on her beautiful flowerbeds to pick any flowers we wanted to take home in a bouquet. She was such a generous woman. Her death was hard on us all. I remember crying with my Mom in our basement. We were both heartbroken. Grandma meant so much to us both. I will always aspire to be as loving and generous as Grandma was to me.
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