An Uncle of mine lives in Bennington, Vermont. I live in Seattle, Washington. There was absolutely no way that I could travel to see him this year. You see, COVID has us all stuck.
During a phone conversation he shared how he missed the taste of Sweet Potatoes and Pecan Pie.
I remembered a childhood friend lived in Bennington and I was hoping she could tell me who would have these items for sale.
Instead, she would hear nothing of me getting these and just having them delivered. Instead, she obtained these items and knocked on his door. He got the pies hand delivered by a Southern Woman with my same accent. As close as it gets to the real deal.
I was so appreciative of this interaction and gift of love and kindness. My Uncle smiled and that was most important. You see, I have a better relationship with my Uncle Mike than I did his brother, my own father. Sad but true and that is yet another story.
We have never shared a holiday together, he has never been married and has no children. I feel like he was placed in my life for a reason. I need him. I need him in my life for so many reasons.
Truly I am honored to be loved by such a person as my Uncle Mike. He has made my life more complete. I am so so thankful for our relationship.
To my literal Homegirl Lori—-she will never know the depths of her generosity, smile and heart. Deepest respect and love for her.