For the last fifteen years or so, our friend Jayne would host a lovely annual holiday brunch the weekend for Christmas. She kept the guest list to twelve every year, and Leslie and I were lucky to be invited to join in the fun. When Jayne passed away seven years ago, her daughter, Carly, took up the mantle and continued to host the brunch.
Jayne was always fond of cinnamon rolls, so Carly serves that extra sweet treat every year. Eggs and bacon? Check. Fruit salad? Of course. Mimosas? Don’t mind if I do! Blueberry French toast? A new addition, and delicious! The only thing missing this year was that chocolate-and-Chinese-noodle treat that Jayne always made, and I’d guess that no one thought of it except me. And I was too full to even have had any if it was served!
After brunch, we did a gift card exchange. We can always count on Target, Starbucks and Brighton cards, and this year we fought over Amazon and Bath & Body Works cards too.
Today’s food for thought: It’s not by coincidence that you think of someone. When you do, immediately say a prayer for them because you never know why they popped into your head or what they are going through. Then, reach out to them.
The best part of the brunch is seeing old friends we haven’t seen since last year’s brunch. A new illness ailment for Barb, a reverse shoulder replacement for Kay, and a new caregiver for Donna. We talked about work, retirement, neighborhoods, grandchildren, and, of course, Jayne. Jayne, gone too soon, and never, ever forgotten.