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January 26th Tradition/Heritage

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Baking cookies is a holiday tradition at my parents’ house. Okay, well, baking cookies anytime is the tradition but especially at the holidays. My mom bakes chocolate chip cookies and fudge. It’s her go to thing for any family get together. Baking cookies with mom and my sisters and my niece is a lot of fun. There’s always a battle to keep one sister out of the raw cookie dough, she will eat it by the spoonfuls. One of us likes to be in charge of scooping the cookie balls onto the baking tray. One of us likes monitoring the baking part and runs the timer. One of us enjoys the mixing of the cookies and being directed for what’s next by mom. The kitchen at my parents’ house is small so I don’t remember us all gathering together at the same time and working together to make one big batch of cookies. I’m not sure we’d get along well enough for that, but we do take turns coming in and out of the kitchen and helping here and there. Now that we are older, this is usually the case. Often, it’s just one or two of us. We also have found our places in the scheme of the cookie making. One of us likes to bake, one of us likes to mix and make our own style cookies, one of us likes to eat the cookies. We all like to eat the cookies but especially one of us. It’s fun to see how as we’ve gone from kids to adults how one of the few constants we have is the baking of cookies with mom.
 
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January 31 Then + Now
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In 2005, he was deployed for 7 months. It was supposed to be for 5 months but with our usual luck, he was extended an extra couple of months. Back then, I had never been alone and on my own for any amount of time. Now, looking back at that time, I learned so much. I hadn’t been alone for more than a week or so until last June. He went to England for work. 6 weeks turned into 7 months. I know now that I can survive on my own, but I don’t like it one bit. I have been with him since I was 18 years old. We are soulmates. He’s important in my daily life to help me function and be happy. I don’t like being alone. He had to go back to England for another year, so we went together. Now that I’m working for myself, it’s given me freedom to travel with him when I can. We are fortunate. His company is providing pretty well for both of us during this difficult time. What I’ve learned is that if we can be together, we should.
 
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