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...

No Need to Change

Come, come sit with me.
Grab your drink and let’s settle in.

This has been buzzing in my head for a while now.

You know when you meet someone — whether they become a friend, a lover, or just someone who walks into your life — and at first everything feels easy. You like them as they are. Their quirks, their habits, the way they show up in the world. It’s part of what draws you in.

But somewhere along the way, something shifts.

Without even realizing it, we start wanting them to be a little different.
Quieter. Louder. Softer. Stronger. More like what we think they should be.

And suddenly, the very things we were drawn to…
are the things we’re trying to change.

Let me tell you a truth about me and my bestie.

I am geographically challenged.
Directions and me? We are not friends.

My friend knows this about me — she really does. And yet, when we travel together, she still gives me directions like I know exactly where I’m going.

I’ll look at her and say, “You’re so cute. You know you can tell me all this, and five minutes later I’m going to ask you what’s next.”

She looks at me, gives me that cheeky smile, and says, “I know.”

And that’s the point.

She doesn’t try to change me.
And I don’t want her to change.

We just see directions differently — and somehow, we still get where we’re going.

When you love someone, you accept them for who they are. You don’t try to change them into something else, because I truly believe that won’t bring real happiness anyway.

And remember this:

What we imagine someone could be is often very different from who they truly are — and it’s who they are that we loved.

There will be cracks sometimes. And some of those cracks happen when a person feels they have to change themselves just to be accepted.

Not because they want to grow.
Not because it feels right to them.
But because they think who they are isn’t enough.

And that kind of change never sits right.

But hear this — and this matters.

If a person begins to change, truly change, it should be because they want to.
Because it feels aligned.
Because it’s their decision.

Not because love came with conditions.

And one last thought.

The next time you find yourself saying, “I wish I could change this about them,”
take a step back.

Really look at them.

And remember what drew you to them in the first place.

Whisper:
Sometimes love isn’t about changing — it’s about acceptance.


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