Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Tales from the Trenches: How am I going to know when the cherries are ready?

Aunt Donna had a love for cherries.  She shared that love with K-.  I would get weekly calls.  "Amy, the cherries aren't ready yet."  "Aimmmmmmmm-eeeee!  The cherries are ready!  Bring K- over and I have some for her." 

Aunt Donna taught K- how to spit cherry seeds.  Now, it sounds and is a disgusting habit, but I figured if that was what they were going to do, I'd at least spot them so that they didn't hit pedestrians with flying cherry pits/seeds.  "Hold on.  Hold on.  Okay-- now!"  They would sit on her bench, spit them from the 7th floor balcony and you would hear the little 'ting' when they hit. 

On Sunday, I was walking through the produce section with K-.  Tears suddenly started running down my face.  "K-, how are we going to know when the cherries are ready?" 


Rach said...

I'm crying. I'm so sorry. :o(

What a lovely memory, though--spitting pits and all. :o) Aunt Donna was one in a million.

Anonymous said...

I'm so sorry for your loss.Your aunt sounds like she was a lovely woman and she was lucky to have you by her side. My sincere sympathy. As for the other people, just have to shake your head and sigh. At least you can know that you were there.

ChupieandJ'smama (Janeen) said...

So sad :( But she'll have some fun memories of Aunt Donna and I bet every time she eats cherries, Aunt Donna will be kept alive in K's memory.