The Love Hidden in a Home-Cooked Meal 🌹

Come come sit with me, grab a drink and pull up a chair. The last couple of weeks I have been thinking about my mom. Okay, okay... my mom and food. πŸ˜„ In my opinion, my mom was a great cook. Child, let me tell you, whenever I went to visit her, I already knew what was coming. The first night would be donairs. The second night? My favourite. Ribs, rice, and tea biscuits. Now let me tell you something... I love tea biscuits. LOVE them. To this day, they are one of the things I have never been able to make quite like my mom did. She would make this sauce to go over the ribs and rice, and it was so good. If I visited in the summer, there would usually be blueberry pie. If I came in the winter, it was apple pie. The funny thing is, when I think about the people in my life, so many of them have a food attached to them. My bestie's husband loves to cook, and let me tell you, that man can make French toast. Mmm mmm. πŸ˜„ You know the kind where you tell yourself you...

Chosen Family

Come, come sit with me.
I’ve been struggling this week.

I’ve struggled with going back to work — with slipping back into routine after having space to just be. And I’ve struggled with family too… not in the way you might think, because truthfully, I have a great family.

Over the Christmas holiday, I read a series of books by Kristen Granata, the East Coast Hockey Series. While reading, I found myself reflecting on families — what they look like, how they function, and what really holds them together.

If you’re curious:
Start with Book One of the East Coast Hockey Series by Kristen Granata

We all know about the families we’re born into… but what about the families we choose?
Yes — you can choose your family.

I have the boys, and you all know how much I love them. But I have a chosen family too — the ones I choose to love, to share space with, and to just have laughs with. The kind of laughs that reset your whole spirit.

In the series, you see different couples, but you also see the family they’ve made — the friendships, the bonds, the people who show up again and again. It’s not loud. It’s not perfect. It’s just real.

So take a moment and look around yourself — at the chosen family you have.

The ones who know the good side of you and the bad side of you, because we all have both… and they love us anyway. They stand by you loudly or quietly, but always in your corner.

Those are the ones I’m so grateful for.

I’ll tell you this — I have a small group of chosen family, but they’re the ones who will always have my back… πŸ˜‚ even when I’m being a little bitchy or laughing like a complete loon.

I am so, so grateful for my chosen family — and yup, you know what I’m going to say.

Text them.
Call them.
Email them.

Reach out to your chosen family and tell them how much you love them — because life is better, lighter, and a whole lot sweeter when we let the people in our corner know just how much they matter. πŸ’›


Whisper: Chosen family is love that stays — loudly or quietly — but always in your corner.


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