It’s Monday morning and I do not have much time to write, so daughter Lovina will finish this column.
It is with great sadness that I share the news of my Aunt Lovina’s death. She had recently moved from Ohio to Kentucky to live with her daughter and family. She lost her second husband Abe two years ago and had gone back to Ohio, as they were selling his belongings. As she was walking toward the building she fell over, and life had fled. I will share more next week. I was named after Aunt Lovina and have many memories of her to treasure. Until next week… God’s blessings!
This is daughter Lovina, 18. I’m going to finish the column for Mom since she’s washing laundry and she’ll be busy packing tonight.
It’s really snowy outside. A couple days ago it was really warm and the snow had melted away, and then yesterday we were back to cold and snowy. We’ve been having that pattern all month. I wonder what season it will be tomorrow.
I built a snowman. All I’m missing now is the top, middle, and bottom, but I have a carrot for a nose and the sticks for arms. My favorite activity to do in the winter is go back inside and stay there.
The other night some of us played a game called Password. Dustin and Loretta had come over for supper, so they were here, too. Those playing were Dustin, Loretta, Mom, Kevin, Joseph, Grace (Joseph’s special friend), Daniel (my special friend), and me.
Dustin sat at the corner of the table with the rule book, ready to argue with anyone who tried to make their own rules or cheat. It was all our first or second time playing the game, so nobody was really sure what all the rules were, and everyone tried to work things out to their favor.
It’s about noon and I’m finished with all the daily work. Sister Loretta and eight-month-old Denzel are over here this morning. Denzel is running circles around the table in his walker. The other day I was trying to sweep the floors and he kept running through my dirt pile, so I tied one end of a jump rope to his walker and the other end to the table leg to keep him in one spot until I was finished.
He likes to park his walker right behind me when I wash dishes, and when I take a step back, I almost sit on him. Sometimes we’ll be walking and he’ll come zooming out of nowhere in his walker, either running into us or making us almost run into him. He’s like a deer.
I like to help out—that’s why every time Denzel has a diaper mess, I volunteer to leave the room.
Daniel is training his driving horse Buddy to ride so I can ride him. Daniel’s other horse, Lightning, died unexpectedly a few weeks ago. The vet came out, but the word he said caused it is too big for me to remember. We were upset about it, because she was a good horse and we were really liking her. At least we still have Buddy. If all else fails, Daniel can pull the buggy. (Just joking!)
Daniel has been teaching me how to grill meat, and it’s a lot of fun. Usually I just watch, but now I hold a pair of tongs and poke at the meat to try and act like I know what I’m doing.
Not that long ago, I cut out and sewed my first dress on my own. I still have a lot to learn. I want to learn how to sew a pants and shirt too yet, but the dress is a start.
I think I’m going out to the pole barn now and clean up some messes that I didn’t make, since my brothers are allergic to cleaning up after themselves. (Just joking again!)
Joseph went with Grace and her family to my great Aunt Lovina’s viewing. The Amish usually have two days of viewing/visitation and then the funeral on the third day. Dad and Mom will be leaving tomorrow morning for the viewing, then will stay for the funeral Wednesday. Some of you probably already know that Dustin, Daniel, and Grace are all siblings.
Brother Ben, Dad, and Dustin are all at work right now. Kevin is in the basement helping Mom with the laundry. Loretta is giving Denzel a ride with her mobility scooter and that makes him go to sleep, and I’m wrapping up this column. Thank you all for reading! I hope everyone is doing great.
3 cups flour
3/4 cup powdered sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 cups butter
2 cups sugar
1/3 cup flour
3/4 cup lemon juice
Crust: Combine ingredients until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Press into a 15 1/2 x 10 1/2 x 1-inch pan. Bake for 15 minutes at 350 degrees.
Filling: Beat eggs slightly. Add sugar, flour, and lemon juice and mix together. Pour onto baked crust. Bake another 20 minutes. Cool and dust with powdered sugar. Makes 24 bars.
Lovina’s Amish Kitchen is written by Lovina Eicher, Old Order Amish writer, cook, wife, and mother of eight. Her newest cookbook, Amish Family Recipes, is available wherever books are sold. Because Lovina is Old Order Amish, she does not have email or a telephone in her home. Lovina does not respond to comments on this website, if you would like to contact her directly, click here.
12 thoughts on “Daughter Lovina Fills In as Lovina Prepares to Leave for a Funeral”
I am so sorry for your loss..family is so precious. Your letter was wonderful and how I miss being a mom during those years when our children were growing up …thank you for such a sweet letter. Once again I pray for your family. Patricia
Lovina, I enjoyed you column, it was well written and showed a great amount of humor.
This was a funny article
So good to hear from you again but sorry to hear of the recent death in your family. Hope all have wonderful memories that are of comfort to you.
I enjoy daughter Lovina’s sense of humor! Especially her description of building a snowman!
Daughter Lovina I just love when you step in for your Mom.Your since of humor always makes me giggle.i ve read these columns since your Grandmother was the writer!
I am sorry to hear of your loss. I loved your article you gave me quite a few laughs on what has been a miserable day lol. Hope to try your recipe soon.
Sorry for your loss.I like your sense of humor,A little bit of Coblentz in you?
So sorry for your family’s loss. I like your column Lovina..it made me laugh.
You have a great sense of humor!🤗 Hope you fill in again sometime!
Great job filling in for your Mom. Blessings as you continue to serve Him with gladness.
I very much enjoyed your letter to us. You are a good comic and writer and a natural talent! I hope you keep writing more often. And maybe write a book someday! My sympathy on the loss and I send prayers.