The Donut Hole

Snow gently falling – Check
Deer feeding at the feeders – Check
Squirrels frolicking in the snow – Check
Christmas music on the stereo – Check
Ingredients at the ready – Check
Donut Man Apron donned – Check
100 Year Old Donut Machine pre-heated – Check

Wait…something is missing. There is an empty stool this Christmas

If I were Dickens, I would have had the Ghost of Christmas Future foreshadow the empty stool by the fire when I wrote Do This in Remembrance of Me last year, but alas, Dickens I am not.

Someone is missing. There is a hole in my heart this Christmas…Mary Ellen Ton 1933-1980-2013

J

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Comments

  1. Brad says

    So thankful that you coordinated the opportunity for me to make donuts with my Mimi right before my wedding day this past year. It is a memory I will cherish forever. My son will know his great-grandmother and just how amazing of a person she was. I love you, Mimi!

  2. Anonymous says

    I thought of you knowing the Donut Day was approaching . . . the 1st’s are always the most difficult . . . sending love and hugs! Kathleen

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