blackberry_pieOh, man. I can’t wait. The other night, Kris mentioned she was was going to make a couple of pies for Thanksgiving.  She asked if I had any preference. I think she was surprised when I said blackberry. It seemed random, perhaps, and I don’t think I’ve ever requested blackberry pie.  (Then again, we don’t make a lot of pie around here.)  But on reflection I realized I have some incredibly fond childhood memories of blackberry pie. With vanilla ice cream. Mom made ‘em with berries she’d picked herself – mom loved picking berries, still does; she used to get enough to freeze and make pies for the holidays. She also loved to take us berry picking up in those Vermont hills, though I liked picking them considerably less than I liked eating them or just rambling around the hills. So I felt like a kid again coming home and seeing that blackberry pie on the counter.  And I felt thankful to Kris for indulging me, thankful for blackberry pie, and thankful for mom and family and fond childhood memories.  And the thing about gratitude is, once you start feeling it there’s a dam-bursting effect – you want to thank everybody, the whole gamut of persons you might be beholden to in some way starting with God and ending with that stranger who was moderately courteous in the grocery store the other day.  But this not being the Oscars, I won’t run through the whole list; I’ll just say thank you, and you know who you are.

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2 Responses to “Happy Thanksgiving: blackberry pie, family, fond memory and gratitude”

  1. MOM says:

    Looks like Kristin did a good job with the pie! I remember having a terrible time with some of my early efforts with blackberries. They were so juicy that they’d bubble over and run out and burn on all over the oven. Then I think it was my aunt “Tootsie” (Florience Wilbur) who put me on to cooking the filling ahead of time in a sauce pan until it thickened, and then only having to do the pie in the oven long enough to cook the crust. Up until then I spent lots of time with the Easy Off oven cleaner, which was never easy! Yech! So I’m remembering to be grateful to aunt “Tootsie” and the people who invented self cleaning ovens!

    Thanks for generating some more memories!

    MOM

  2. Ana Wolf says:

    Wow! This story is great! And right on the money too! Gratitude is like love- the more you anchor into it the more it flows! It is the number one skill we teach for people new to recovery… becuase….although AA did not know this scientifically…gratitude is one of the top 3 expressions of self that puts the EMF of the heart back into ”coherency. This is scientific…not just spiritual! And when our heart’s EMF is in coherency we are at peace and all the systems in the body fall into entrainment…

    The other 2 big ones are obviously Love and Compassion!
    Gratitde is wonderful becuase it can be generated and if you are feeling totally blah you can give yourself a running start and just sit down and write a gratitde list and your off and running!

    I use this all the time to feel good!

    Lots of Love and Good Job to K!

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