Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Cookie

When I was young, one Sunday a month, we’d spend the evening with my Mom’s side of the family.  We’d play games and eat dinner and celebrate the birthday of anyone who was having one in that month.  We always looked forward to this when it was our birthday month, obviously because it’s always nice to get presents. One present in particular was the favorite.  My aunt Connie would make a giant heart shaped frosted sugar cookie with a  dollar bill lovingly tucked under the corner.  Not only was this awesome because it was something that you got for yourself, but because it was something your siblings did not.

When I was 18, I got back from a camping trip with my friends, and the first thing anyone in my family says to me, it was my brother Lance, he walks up to me and says, “Just so you’re aware, aunt Connie died this morning.” Whoosh, and holy crap.  Her death hit me harder than any I’d experienced up ‘till that time and since. It was one of the few times in my life that I’ve just wanted to seriously bury my head in the sand and cry.

Since then, much time has passed and you start to forget all the great things about the people in this life that you’ve lost. But one memory that always stands strong in all my immediate family and cousins, is that cookie.

Tomorrow is my Son’s 4th birthday.  This afternoon, my sister brought my son a present. It was a large heart shaped frosted sugar cookie with a dollar bill lovingly tucked under the corner. I almost cried.  My son, not much a fan of any food other than sugar, was so excited.  When he sat to eat some he said, “I need a fork.” We gave him his fork, and he proceeded to eat all of the frosting off the top, on cloud nine with this super cookie all his own.

I don’t know if my sister will continue with this, frankly I don’t really care, but I know that cookie meant more to me then  my son and my sister will ever know.  Just to bring back the memories, right now brings tears to my eyes.  Love you Aunt Connie.  Miss you, can’t wait to see you again someday, but not too soon.


This is my son’s cookie after he scraped the frosting.


  1. cookie cookie, oh i love this cookies!

  2. Is it tasty? well, i appreciate your post!

  3. Love the heart shaped but its nicer if you could perfectly shaped it, though i like it.