Let me back up a bit here. We found out that one of our dear friends is dying of cancer. He has just a few short weeks to live. We adore Fred and his wife, Marilyn, who are both in their 80s.
Fred's nephew put the call out to me for some lefse a week or so ago. They don't know how to make it and Marilyn can't make it any more, as she's in the early stages of dementia.
I had some lefse for the family and we tried to meet for the hand off. Norman and John (nephews of Fred) both live about an hour from me in opposite directions. I had a Facebook chat with Norm on the 23rd to try to arrange for a meeting for the hand off. It just wasn't working out.
I finally told Norm, I'm coming to your house.
On Christmas eve in the morning, I drove the hour to Norm's house to deliver the lefse, a loaf of julekake and a dozen krumkake. My gifts to the family were much appreciated. Poor Norm was hobbling around on a cane, recovering from recent knee surgery, trying to make a nice Christmas for his family.
I feel so good about this little mission of mine. When someone you care deeply about is dying, you feel so helpless and you want to do something. Most times there is nothing you can do. My laundry and baking were done. The house was clean, the gifts wrapped and ready to go. I had the time and the goodies to deliver. I helped make Fred's last Christmas on earth happy and that makes me happy. God bless you Fred. We love you. As the Wizard of Oz said, "A heart is not judged by how much you've loved, but how much you're loved by others". Fred, you are loved and we will miss you when you're gone, but enjoy you while you're still here.
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