The recipe of me- by Sandi Kirk
1 part childhood memories
1 part teenage drama
dash of mistakes
stir well then place in a GIGANTIC sealed bag in the freezer to chill
in an adult sized bowl mix equal parts of
tears of pain and tears of joy,
hope and heartbreak
growth and loss
devastation and elation
blend on hard work for a couple of decades.
separate pride from humility and throw away the pride.
leave judgement at the store, and instead take home the hard choices as this will make the recipe easier to sleep with at night.
pull out chilled bag from youth mix it with last 2 decades dry mix, and gently press into a firmly formed shell but be careful not to crack it.
*some chilled childhood baggage does not fit into the adult shell, dispose of it or your recipe may become unstable.
Bake in an oven of realization that you can not control the actions, thoughts or opinions of others for another decade or until crows feet appear.
Remove, and let cool on a rack of thankfulness for those that you have ever held dear.
Top generously with wonderful understanding friends and family.
Serve with hugs, love, memories and hope.
xoxo
PEACHOUT
I love this!! That sounds like a wonderful recipe…
That was fantastic Peachy. Right now I’m not in the frame of mind for that kind of instrospection. My recipe would read: 2 parts piss, 1 part vinegar.
Love ya!
Here if you need me… lovely recipe.
Darn, I can’t eat this. I’m on an all-angst and self-loathing diet.
oh man I’m pre-period and this made me all misty eyed…sometimes it is so nice just to be human, nothing more, nothing less…..xoxoxox
Aww. So sweet. My mom would love this.
I love this. Should make it for the next “pity party” a friend throws. You always come up with the most amazing posts.
Awesome post.