There are a lot of things my mother has always done that I never realized how much I appreciated, until I had to do them myself.
Most notably today – cooking dinner.
After a long day at work, I want nothing more than to just be at home with my husband. However, I’m told we as humans must eat to survive. If it were just me, I’d be eating mac & cheese almost every night. Don’t get me wrong, I love to cook – just not after work.
I know I could ask my husband to do it. However, I enjoy cooking much more than he does. And he wouldn’t enjoy it every night, either. Plus, one of us working past burning marshmallows is enough… :-)
Someday, I hope to be a good as my mom – cooking a well balanced meal every night for my family. But, tonight, my husband will have to deal with a Papa Murphy's pizza. If it’s baked at home it counts as home-made, right? :-)
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