Ode to Jam

When I went to visit my family in Cali this past Oct. I returned home with a treasure. My mom let me take a container of my Grandma Donetta's homemade raspberry jam. She grows the raspberries in her garden (in Idaho) and makes all kinds of delicious treats; homemade raspberry ice cream, raspberries and cream in a bowl, jelly roll pancakes, and of course the jam. I love all of it but I am rarely there to enjoy all of the goodies. It has been a long long time. I love jam and I especially love her jam. Even as kids we loved it! Once when we were on the looong journey back to Cali, someone knocked our cooler out of the van and a container of jam broke open- we were seriously trying to figure some way to save any bit of the jam and had a moment of silence for the jam that didn't make it, - it was so sad! I remember scraping the bottom of the container to get every last bit. Well as you can see I was VERY excited to get some jam and it was very generous of my mom to share as it was her Birthday present from my Grandma when they had gone to Idaho to visit. Justin had a few peanut butter and Grandma Jam (i think that is the offical name) sandwiches for lunch and when one returned home uneaten I said "J, if you don't eat the sandwiches I will just give you the old jam okay?" He said " oh no mom, I am going to eat it right now- see!?" I know it is a little pathetic... but I love my jam!
Well after many delicious sandwiches, toast and rolls, the jam has seen its last day, and so I leave this Ode to the most delicious and much desired container of Grandma Jam!