A wonderful Mom

Clatter, Clunk, Swoosh. Awakening to strange sounds coming from the kitchen early in the morning was nothing new around the Watson household. As my eyes fight to open, my nose fights to awaken to the familiar aromas of Eggs, Bacon, Chicken for tonights dinner ,and ... "WHIRRLRLLZLZZZZZ"...ahh thats the bananas, strawberries, grapes, yogurt and ice being mixed into a thick, fruity, delicious smoothie that sizzled my tastebuds enough to get out of bed and head towards the kitchen. When I arrive, there she is. Humming, whistling, prancing around on tip toes with her hair pulled up and her white apron draped around her. The flour bag sitting on the cutting board signaled bisquits in the oven, while the steam filling my nose hightens my senses as she tells me how easy it is to cook chicken and potatoes in the crockpot.

Mom was always driven. Always looking for a better way to do things. She taught me to think big, but stay grounded. That nothing good is created without hard work, drive and determination. Her brutal (and most of the time deserving) honesty kept me always striving to do better and to not linger on a single accomplishment, but to use that accomplishment as a stepping stone to a greater accomplishment that she knew I could achieve.

My mother sadly passed away from pancreatic cancer. During the last months of her life, she documented out her philosophy of cooking. What came out of years of cooking for a Family of 5 while still holding down a full time job was a system that allowed her to create great meals in an efficient way all while saving money wherever possible. Before she found out about her cancer, Mom had a dream to create a blog and share what she had learned over the years with others. Sadly she never got to realize that dream...

Tonight I came across a folder on my computer that I had copied over from Moms laptop. This folder contained blogs posts that she had already started prepairing for her blog that she dreamed of creating. It came over me to drop everthing I was doing and continue her dream for her. So Mom if you are out there, this is for you...

your loving son,

Michael