So I just finished making a jello salad for the funeral luncheon being held at my church tomorrow. (No one has ever asked me to do such a thing before today.) As I stood looking at my finished product, I wondered about the person this luncheon honoring. I do not even know his or her name. And (not to sound morbid), I wondered who will make the jello salad when I pass? I wonder if she’ll be anything like me with two crazy kids, a busy husband, and a lot of other balls of commitments being tossed up and down…Food for thought!
Jello salad is easier than I thought it would be to make. It’s the people behind this one that are more difficult to understand.