Herk's Girls

My mom is one of three girls and I've always been mesmerized by their relationships. Every Fall would come and we (myself, my brother, and sister and dad) knew it was time for my mom to be off for a trip with her girls. Herk's girls, my mom, my aunt Kitty, my aunt Judy and my grandma Jeanne. They would always go on a trip, whether it was a road trip out east or a plane ride over to Italy they went. They also are the best garage saling team around and if you need your vehicle to fit one more bag or a large sofa they'll find a way for you to make it. They're Bible Loving, God- Fearing, penny-pinching, honest, and a whole lot of fun. Three daughters of an inventor, chef, VW bus driving, Fixer of anything,  foodie; Jake, Harold Jacob Hershey to be exact. Herk is what he was called at work. I found this out many years after he passed but this name has stuck with me. 

So back to my my mom (and her sisters). My mom has unique gifts, she can turn any room, home, or living space into a magazine ready home. She can decorate up a storm, and host any type of party on a dime and make it look like a million bucks. She finds joy in searching for the best deal and making things pretty. I on the other hand, THOUGHT I loved doing all of these things. But it turns out I love watching her do this dance, this dance of making things beautiful for others. For reupholstering furniture, finding home goods on a dime to put on an event, staging homes, throwing showers, decorating for every celebration and making it feel like you walked onto the set of your favorite holiday film. She makes magic. 

So her dad, Herk, loved food. My mom loves food. I love food. Foodie food. Mouth watering, local, gourmet, ooey-gooey, can't eat for a week if i have one bite FOOD. And so comes this idea of hospitality, hosting gatherings, sharing food, and learning about each other and Jesus while doing what Jesus called us to do in the first place - have relationships.