If you could tell just one small story that would capture your mother’s character, and keep her spirit alive, what would it be?
That simple question is at the heart of a project that has, for years, inspired hundreds of daughters and sons to rediscover their mothers – or, perhaps, discover them for the first time.
Lynn Cook Henriksen discovered this profound way to keep our mothers’ spirits alive after witnessing Alzheimer’s disease ravage her own mother’s mind.
Now in her book “TellTale Souls Writing the Mother Memoir” Henriksen guides you through what she calls the Five Acts in a bold, new take on the art and craft of writing memoir.
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That was my mother’s domain. Mom would go out to the backyard, choose several red stalks growing next to our toolshed, shear off those ginormous leaves, and bring the fresh rhubarb to the kitchen.
Lynn Cook Henriksen has her own rhubarb pie memory.
I believe this rhubarb pie recipe, although it wasn’t entered in a contest, could easily win a blue ribbon at the State Fair. You could say it’s an authentic memoir from my mother. This pie embodies all the sweet and tart she had to offer within a lattice crust dusted with cinnamon and sugar flowing from the sterling silver sieve atop her muffineer.
Every time I crimp the edges of the flawless crust, I see her hands showing me how it’s done. I think I could do it with my eyes closed while steeping in her essence. I remember in the 80s, when long fingernails were in vogue, those nails got in my way when I pinched and pleated the lattice ends melding them with the bottom crust, and there would always be a few unwanted nail marks. I did pick out a stray fleck of OPI Red on occasion. Thankfully, long nails went out with hot pants!