Why would anyone care about TIME lost?

byMarkMorgan1

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4 years ago

Hello friends at WA!

MMMMM that photo above brings to mind the day I consummed what was crafted by a close friend of mine who I am sorry to say passed today. I don't want to make this any harder than it has been today not only for her immediate family and close friends as I am one, but to let those that know absolutely with out a doubt her TIME spent on this earth will be missed by those of us still walking on it, that is to say, we who new her, may she rest in peace.

So your probably reading this and by now scratching your head wondering what is a couple cookies and a sandwich got to do with the passing of this woman- right? She has now been silenced by her death, unable to speak her kind words. However, and this is where those 2 plates of food she prepared for me on a day I was doing some work for her husband in their garage and my stomach kept making loud noises, she pops her head out the door and comments "why is everbody just standing around and what is that grumbling sound" I turned to look and she had dissapeared back into the house. I said nothing to her husband who was busy painting some baseboards we had installed earlier but all I could think about was how hungry I was.

What I had done so many times before in my life and still do to this day, is skip lunch! I just get so involved with what i'm doing usually that by the time I look at the TIME I will convince myself that I can just wait until dinner, so I do just that. Here is where the most unbelievable thing happened and I'm sorta embarassed to admit but I was up on a ladder some 10 feet and reachingout to put a screw in the ceiling for a fixture when next thing I know I am falling towards the floor! Let me tell you that while falling the first thought was why didn't I take the time to eat lunch today? but the next was the... ooops, no time left hit ground, wind knocked out of me by a short step ladder that her husband not but second earlier moved unknowingly right where that fall was to happen. I caught the top of that step ladder squarely in my chest, so hard that the pattern on that step was impressioned into my skin.

Mark, oh my god are you ok, what can I do to help you? He was panicked I'm sure of it. All I was able to do was wave my arms about due to the fact I had the wind more than knocked out of me, I could not speak. I tried to stand but fell back to the floor, it was bad and I was hurting pretty good. In the next few moments I was able to get air, have a drink of water and asess what had just happened. I would turn out to be just fine and walk away from this event with only 2 broken ribs and a bruised ego. The funniest thing took place shortly after as we had been sitting on the floor talking about what just took place when outta nowhere we hear, "great, now instead of standing around doing nothing you guys are sitting on the floor and this while I'm in the kitchen busting...." I'm sure you can figure out the rest.

Cookie baking along with an imagination and with no recipe ever, she would conjure up the best delight you ever laid eyes on and the aroma from her kitchen - awesome! I will miss her.