When my mom was feeling well, she, my dad, and I would go to church and then out to brunch. As she continues to recover, I have been going to the early service and then my dad goes to the later one. This morning I decided to cook brunch and have it ready when my dad returned. The other day, my mom commented on how good chocolate chips would be in some bread that I made. I remembered that when my grand kids would spend the night at my house, the older one would make chocolate chip pancakes in the morning. It became a tradition. He was very good at it and we looked forward to it each time. It is beautiful how traditions – especially those involving food – are so meaningful. I shared this with my parents and decided to surprise them with the award winning pancakes this morning. Needless to say, they were a hit. My mom said she never had chocolate chip pancakes before and thought they were only for kids. We decided that my parents are going through their second childhood.

I Found God today in the loving memory of a tradition with my grandchildren and watching my parents enjoy it, and perhaps I will continue it in some way now.