You know it is just one of those days when you are in tears and it is only 9am. That is the text I sent a friend this morning. To say today was a bad day isn’t totally true, today was just another in a series of challenging days I have had for the past three weeks.
So when I left work today I was really looking forward to coming home. I knew I was going to cook dinner tonight for the Interns who come over on Monday’s to watch Heroes. Normally my husband cooks dinner but tonight he wasn’t feeling well. There are a number of folks that think that I don’t cook because he does most of the cooking. You see it is something that not only makes sense because he gets home from work before I do, but it is his hobby and for him there is nothing better that he can do than to cook you a meal that you enjoy.
Cooking is something I enjoy, but not to the level he does. For me doing something for someone else is the joy, it can be cooking, carrying something, or serving in just about any capacity, so tonight having the opportunity to make a big pot of spaghetti and garlic bread for the Interns was a real treat. It gave me the opportunity to see that there are more things in this world that are right than the stuff at work. I can see these young people and how relaxed they are in our house and I am blessed. As I finished up the garlic bread I even got ambitious and baked them some Peanut Butter Cookies.
So even though work will be there in the morning, the smell of peanut butter cookies is what is hanging in the air as I head off to sleep and I am at peace and have joy in my heart.
So when I left work today I was really looking forward to coming home. I knew I was going to cook dinner tonight for the Interns who come over on Monday’s to watch Heroes. Normally my husband cooks dinner but tonight he wasn’t feeling well. There are a number of folks that think that I don’t cook because he does most of the cooking. You see it is something that not only makes sense because he gets home from work before I do, but it is his hobby and for him there is nothing better that he can do than to cook you a meal that you enjoy.
Cooking is something I enjoy, but not to the level he does. For me doing something for someone else is the joy, it can be cooking, carrying something, or serving in just about any capacity, so tonight having the opportunity to make a big pot of spaghetti and garlic bread for the Interns was a real treat. It gave me the opportunity to see that there are more things in this world that are right than the stuff at work. I can see these young people and how relaxed they are in our house and I am blessed. As I finished up the garlic bread I even got ambitious and baked them some Peanut Butter Cookies.
So even though work will be there in the morning, the smell of peanut butter cookies is what is hanging in the air as I head off to sleep and I am at peace and have joy in my heart.
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