Each and every year, Mama would either make us a Cheese Ball for the New Year, or bring the ingredients out for us to make one for our family.
It was an annual tradition.
So many little things like this, have reminded me of her this year. I’m ever grateful that this is what she gave Courtney on her 13th birthday:
This year, I had it copied at Staples and framed it in a floating frame for my own kitchen. It’s a sweet reminder of her.
Some days I miss her terribly.