Since I've left the corporate world, I've been cooking dinner for three of my friends, and their families. All young families with children, twice a week I offer to cook for them - so they can pick up dinner on their way home. Scary at first, I worried about menu choices, etc., but have come to realize that each family has their own tastes, and by constantly changing up the choices, each gets something they want once in awhile.
What I didn't realize is how much it would mean to me to be able to share this love of cooking with these families. And the JOY it brings me! I love getting texts or messages with comments from the kids.
"two thumbs up from our clan"
"you are an angel"
"your bread is amaaaaazing" (I often add a loaf of homemade bread for dinner)
"I need some more of that yummy chicken"
"my tummy is happy!"
All three moms are great cooks. So the kids are not lacking by any means. THis just gives the moms a break once or twice a week. But for the kids, it's like having a restaurant deliver.
Early on, some of the kids were confused. "Why aren't we eating this AT Melissa's?".
Some of them offer suggestions. a.k.a. requests.
They all make me smile. ALL the time.
When I took a few weeks off after my accident, they gently asked (both parents AND kids) when I'd be able to start cooking again. It made me smile. :-)
Delivering one night, one of the kids asked "what's for dinner tonight Melissa?", and I couldn't help but laugh. Two nights later, he was surprised when I showed up, confused to what day it was. I thought it was awesome that he knew I cooked on Mondays and Wednesdays...
I have found that the joy it brings me to share this gift with people I love is more than I ever could have imagined. AND I get to do what I LOVE. Doesn't get any better than that, does it?
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