Yesterday, was St. Patrick’s Day. I’m not Irish or Catholic. I know very little about St. Patrick. But, I usually cook corn beef , cabbage and white potatoes in honor of the holiday. Instead, I had chicken and rice prepared by someone else. I miss cooking for holidays. I miss cooking in general.
I’m not complaining. I’m only reminiscing. I know, I’m very fortunate to have someone prepare meals for me. I really appreciate it. I also appreciate having food to eat. There are so many people who are hungry. I am fortunate to be alive and well enough to write this blog.
Some days it’s hard for me to adjust to being so dependent on others. I took so much for granted when I was in better health. So let me rephrase the statement. Instead of saying , “I miss cooking in general.” I’ll substitute ” I just want to be in better health.” I want to be well enough to cook for myself and others again.
Crocheting interrupted my pity party. Yesterday, I replaced a cooking tradition with a crocheting tradition. I crocheted a green headband with a honey flower. Maybe, I’ll crochet green headbands every St. Patrick’s Day.