My kind of cooking.
When I looked at the date, I was taken aback. My sister-in-law sent this to me one day before Jack's accident. At that point, I was gearing up for the new school year, planning quick meals I could make on busy weeknights of baseball, soccer, and scouts. I was wondering what it would be like to have a middle schooler in the house. On the bottom of the page, I'd scribbled a note about an upcoming field trip for Margaret's class. Nothing too exciting.
September 7-- mundane.
September 8-- shattered.
Oh how often there is a clear before and after in our lives! I remember looking through my mom's check register after she died. There she was paying bills and doing the routine tasks of life, until she wasn't.
Sometimes before and afters are positive. They can denote a marriage, a decision to take care of your health, a career change.
Other times, they represent the day the world came crashing down.
If there is a clear before and after in your life, due to death, illness, or a time someone harmed your body or your heart, I'm sending you love today.
After is different. After is often hard.
But after doesn't mean over.
Hugs.
