So I wasn’t in the mood to post this at the time but when my mother passed away this summer, she had just washed a bunch of jars and a pail of cucumbers. Dad asked me to do something with the cucumbers so they didn’t go to waste. I don’t know for sure what she was planning but, pickles seemed like a safe guess so I pickled them. I didn’t even want to look at them until this week when I finally labeled them and put them on the shelves with the rest of the canned goods. Frustratingly, they turned out really good but because I was in a bit of fog at the time, I don’t even remember what recipes I used.
thanks for typing this up
My mom died 20 years ago. I suspect you’ll think about yours every time you eat a pickle or can a batch of something. It will probably take some time to not be overwhelming, but it’s lovely that you’ll have a way to recall her memory whenever you want- and it’s productive for you and those around you! That’s a pragmatic and nurturing gift that I think most mothers would want to leave for their children.