Christmas, 2023
Two Christmases ago, Mom asked me to help make her famous pumpkin bread. “You know me and my crazy brain,” she said, and laughed. I was surprised she was willing to admit she needed help, but also relieved because she’d been having trouble following recipes for months by then. We pulled out the old faithful cookbook, and as we gathered the ingredients, I remember thinking, This will be fun.
Silly me.