I've found my secret mojo in the kitchen. Not like Julia Childs cooking, but honest to goodness real recipes, that people are eating. I've found that not only do I enjoy the actual process of bringing together healthy, everyday ingredients to form a delicious meal, but I find that it gives me some sense of purpose again. I know that probably sounds weird, but we as Americans are so defined in what we do for a living, that when you aren't working, it is hard to define who you are. Besides, my very core definition of who I am is in a state of flux at the moment.
I'm a mom, most definitely - and a good one at that. My daughter, despite our upheavals lately, is happy, healthy and feels secure. She has a few good toddler friends and loves to read, or be read to that is. She is potty trained and eats relatively well for a toddler. She likes her vegetables and while she knows what french fries are, doesn't request them as a rule. She does have quite the sweet tooth though. She gets that one from her Mommy...
I'm a photographer. While I'm not making money at it at the moment, I still love the very thought of catching a person's emotion through a camera lens, then creating an essence in a portrait. I haven't been out shooting as much as I would like too, other than with my small point and click. My moronic husband sold my camera gear back with all the other stuff in Oct. Lot of things I could say about that... but I digress.
I'm part of a family. A vital part, I'd like to think. I have sisters and nieces and nephews and a mom and step-dad and a grandmother, along with a couple aunts and an uncle that I am part of. We do things together and laugh, and share stories and sometimes we don't get along; okay most of the time at least two people are getting along, but isn't that family? None of us are perfect. I try to help out my family when I can, even when it comes back to haunt me. My grandmother reminded me recently that "no good deed goes unpunished..." Isn't that the truth?!
I am a Christian. God sent His son Jesus to die for me, that I may have eternal life. I'm grateful for His grace, because I need it so often! I'm thankful for his presence, because even in the midst of constant turmoil, I have peace.
I am a friend. While I don't have a great deal of friends, the friendships I do have are precious to me and I am fiercely loyal to them. They know they can count on me for anything and I know the same in return. I'm blessed to have the right people around me exactly when I need them & can assist with their load when they need it.
And know I can say I am a cook. This is what started this post, right? It might not be apparent to most, but it really is a big deal, because I used to burn water. No joke. I've ruined spaghettio's before... But in trying to create a different, more savory flavor with the ordinary ingredients that my budget affords, I have discovered that I've also discovered a more savory layer of myself. And I really need that right now.
Valentine's Day party with Tiny Tots playgroup. This was at Sims Park. It was really cold that day - so she couldn't wear her valentine's day outfit. But she really had a blast anyway. Lots of goodies, arts and crafts and of course a fun playground to play on. Grandma took her to the party, because it was my 2nd day in substitute teacher training. I really wanted to go, but was glad that Grandma agreed to take her. Thanks, Gram!
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