a little sprout

               I was given this book by some exceptionally beloved family friends a long, long time ago. The book is dated back in 1976 - I was two years old then. This is now the reason why I date all of my own children’s books, I want them to know where, what and whom the second the manuscript is opened. It amuses me now to think how much joy I can find in these little discoveries that transport me right back to my past. I relive so many moments in my head, going back to memories that are jam-packed with joy and always include mom.  I often find myself gushing with how lucky I am (was) to have been so blessed to have that unbelievable woman as my mother.  Which  brings me to my point of why I am writing. These days I make cupcakes, it’s just something that I do and it’s now a huge part of who I am. Baking actually brings me serenity, brings me closer to my family and brings me nearer to the recollections of my adored mom...