For those of you that know my mother, you know that she has always done for my siblings and me first. Looking back on my childhood, I can give so many examples of times that she put us ahead of all of her needs and wants. She made sure we saw as much of the United States as possible through yearly summer vacations. She supported us in all we wanted to do in school. And she gave us the most amazing holidays a kid could ever dream of (at least a naive, rural kid). I don't ever remember her saying "I want," except when us kids would squabble and she wanted us to get along. I'm not sure that one counts though.
Tonight I was reminded fondly of her selflessness, as I prepared goulash for Matt and me. As so many of you know, I despise beans of pretty much any kind. Can't explain it, just do. So when mom made her version of goulash, which contained beans, she would save some out for me before adding the beans. I'm including a picture of our goulash just after I added our home-canned tomatoes. The art of canning is another gift my mom and grandmothers gave me. Thank you Mom, for all the gifts, large and small. It seems that those that were the smallest then, are the largest now.
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