The Andy Griffith Show was syndicated everyday at 5:30 and my mom had a small black and white TV which sat on top of the fridge. While she cooked dinner, she would listen and watch what was going on in Mayberry. A lot of times she would have little appetizers on the counter to lure me into the kitchen while I watched, she cooked, and mostly we talked.
I didn't realize it at the time, but that was our quality time everyday - just the two of us. I don't know how intentional it was on her part to create that setting, but it's one I'll never forget and always cherish. It's been 7 years today since her death, but she lives in my memories more than anyone else.
I hope my kids will have the same type of memories 30 years from now.
