My heart crumbled to pieces as I read the story of Jennifer Perillo’s husband Mikey, and his untimely death this past Sunday. I cannot imagine what she and her family are going through at this moment. The Bible teaches us not to fear death, but losing someone so dear to me is something that scares me to my core. I break down when I think of the pain and despair that Jennifer is feeling.
To help her and her two small girls in their grieving process, all Jennifer asked of us in the food blogging world was to “make a peanut butter pie this Friday and share it with someone you love… then hug them like there’s no tomorrow because today is the only guarantee we can count on.” When I read this, I immediately thought of John. He loves anything that includes peanut butter and I don’t think we tell him enough how much he means to our family. John is not only an asset to our business (as a long-time employee who sometimes voluntarily works seven days a week), but as a close friend to Dad, Mom, R and myself. He’s been with us during good times and bad – we’ve traveled across the country together and we’ve laughed so hard that we couldn’t breathe. I know that in those times, we’ve all grown a little closer. And if it came right down to it, either one of us would be there for the other if trouble arose. John isn’t just a friend, he’s family.
My version of ‘Peanut Butter Pie’ might look a little unconventional, but it’s creamy and sweet just the same. So good in fact, that John, Mom and I enjoyed a slice of it while we hid in the kitchen, away from the rest of the office – this pie was super-special and it deserved to be enjoyed together. We thought of Mikey, of Jennifer and most importantly, we celebrated life… and John.