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I baked a peach cobbler this morning to celebrate/mourn the end of summer. It was a risky baking session because I used a recipe other than the family recipe. I actually felt a little guilty. I've always used my mom's recipe because the very smell of peaches remind me of her; she's been gone 23 years now.
I still miss her.
I still miss everything about her.
She'd love this recipe because she was all about baking new things. She wasn't frozen in time while alive. Funny how I keep her opinions frozen in death.
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I baked a peach cobbler this morning to celebrate/mourn the end of summer. It was a risky baking session because I used a recipe other than the family recipe. I actually felt a little guilty. I've always used my mom's recipe because the very smell of peaches remind me of her; she's been gone 23 years now.
I still miss her.
I still miss everything about her.
She'd love this recipe because she was all about baking new things. She wasn't frozen in time while alive. Funny how I keep her opinions frozen in death.
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