i stood in the large, well-lit kitchen.
i washed the lettuce. and dried it.
60 minutes on the television.
i chopped the apples, toasted the slivered almonds.
prepared a meal for the people i most love.
and i thought. this will be such a nice life i'll live,
this cooking (well, salad-making) on a sunday night in a home of my own.
but not yet.
8 comments:
there is something therapeutic about cooking a sunday night dinner for people you love...
it's like the calm before the storm of monday.
someday, if it's what you want it will be yours!
Tis. It is a lovely life. A scrambled, mad life at times, but then you remember that life is very good and you're very blessed.
Cheers to you this lovely afternoon. -cbm
i dream about doing this in my own home often, and have to remind myself that it's just not quite yet. it's a wonderful thing to look forward to! and to enjoy in a little different way now, too. :)
In the small town where I grew up, it's unimaginable to not want a white picket fence, lots of land, and kids almost immediately. I couldn't be more off...baby steps for me...A one bedroom in "the city" is about all I can handle at the moment! One day for me as well... ;)
I love this. There's something great about getting out of the city for a while, breathing in the fresh air and having some space. Glad you enjoyed it, even if you're not ready for more of it quite yet!
what a lovely night vision. a home of one's own. a sanctuary.
such a peaceful post.
I can't wait to do this for my family someday either! I enjoy reading your posts :) They're encouraging and hopeful most times. Thanks.
that is lovely :)
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