Thoughts While Making Chicken Noodle Soup

  I cooked this afternoon, and it felt good. It was as if I found myself as I peeled and chopped. I am learning this new place in my parent's home. No longer the child, I am now the¬†caregiver. Lifelong roles have been ripped apart by my father's death and my mother's subsequent surgery. ¬†I … Continue reading Thoughts While Making Chicken Noodle Soup