It’s Mother’s Day today. I completely forgot since I had already given your mom her mother’s day gift early and my sister took care of the gift for my mom! SC sent me a photo of the Cambodia dessert I like and said Yi made it for me thinking I was going to be in town! (Well, I didn’t even get an invite to the party, so not sure how I would have been in town for a party I didn’t know about.) I said, “What’s special about today that you guys are having a party?!” Then I realized it was Mother’s Day! Usually you’re the one who reminds me about these kind of things! “SY, did you call your mom yet?! It’s Mother’s Day!” I would say, “Oh crap! It is?! I better call my mom!” You were really good at texting all the moms in your life to wish them a happy mother’s day! I’m always like, “Why do you text everybody you know that is a mom to wish them happy mother’s day?!” You would say, “What’s wrong with that?!” I would say, “I thought you only call your mom?! That’s what I do!?!” You would say, “No, SY, mother’s day is mother’s day! You should wish all the moms you know a happy mother’s day even if they’re not your mom?! That’s just what normal people do SY!” That concept was foreign to me! I only wished my mom and my grandma happy mother’s day! (Sometimes I even forget to wish my grandma a happy mother’s day, and even that I’ve only started doing recently!)
Anyways, today I made Tiramisu for the office. One of my coworker requested it awhile ago and I kept forgetting to buy the ingredients until this weekend. I also made some for Aunt JJ. You know how she loves tiramisu! Oh gawd, I know I’m not allowed to use your top shelf rum when I make tiramisu! But guess what?! You’re not here, so I can do whatever I want. I know, you’re probably rolling in your grave if you were buried! I remember the first time I used your top shelf rum to make tiramisu, all hell broke loose!! After I was done with the tiramisu, I was upstairs sewing when I heard you stomping up the stairs. You brought the bottle of Zaccapa XO and shook it in front of my face and said, “SY, did you use my top shelf rum to make tiramisu?!” (You know, I know nothing about alcohol. The recipe said I needed rum, so I went to your liquor cabinet and found rum!) I said, “Yeah! What’s the problem?!” “SY, you don’t use top shelf rum to make tiramisu!! You use Bacardi to make tiramisu!” I responded with, “What’s the difference?!” “OMG SY, just don’t use my rum to make tiramisu again?!” I said, “I only used 6 tablespoons, and it’s for your family! They will appreciate the top shelf rum!” “That’s 3 shots SY! I don’t care who the tiramisu is for, don’t use my rum to make tiramisu ever again! Use Bacardi next time!!” I said, “How do you even know I used your rum? Did you mark the bottle or something?!” “SY, I know these things!!” I still have no clue how you knew I used your rum! It wasn’t like it was a new bottle or anything. The next time I made tiramisu, you watched me like a hawk. You even drove me to the liquor store, so I could buy Bacardi rum!! And when we got back from the liquor store, you still watched to make sure I used the Bacardi and not your Zaccapa XO!! Well, today, I made like 1 ½ batch so I used like 9 tablespoons!! I know, I would be died if you were still here! Well, at least my tiramisu will be good!!
I love you, Babe! I miss you immensely...especially on days where I know I would be in BIG trouble if you were still alive!!
A grieving widow who is trying to find meaning and purpose from her tragic event.