The last Christmas I had with my mom she gave me a little silver gingerbread pin with a message on it that read “Baking Spirits Bright”.
Her disappointment in her voice when she found out I hadn’t worn it once while baking for that Christmas still haunts me a bit. I was actually on the phone with her, two hours away at school and about a month after she had given me when she said “I never saw you wearing that gingerbread pin I gave you”. This little pin wasn’t something she had just thrown into my Christmas gifts as a gift filler. She truly believed my baking brightened those around me and she had given me that pin from the depths of her heart hoping I would wear it and realize the impact I was having on others.
Although I still do not wear it around I keep it in a safe spot, taking it out every once in a while to remind myself of the many joys baking brings as well as the many memories of my mom that exist because of baking.