Just like you.

July 10, 2012

I ordered take out last week. Twice.  I’m not sure why I feel guilty, but as owner of an enterprise promoting fresh made-at-home meals, I hang my head in ceremonial shame.  The truth is, I am no different than anyone else struggling to survive life, love, and t-ball.

I’m just like you.

I burn toast, stress over deadlines, forget to put the leftovers in the fridge, sometimes leave the dirty dishes until morning and every once in a while, I declare bedtime for my brood 15 minutes earlier so I may lay down as soon as humanly possible.

I’m just like you.

I laugh, cry, mourn, celebrate, fight, forgive, fear, enjoy, share, give, take, and create.

Just like you, I make more single base moves than home runs, have secrets and dreams; sometimes secret dreams.  I want everything but might not know what to do with it.

I’m just like you.

I take it one day at a time finding small solutions to big issues and moving forward. In this, we are connected. Humans making our way.

Thank you for being just like me.

{ 5 comments… read them below or add one }

Stephanie, The Recipe Renovator July 10, 2012 at 10:33 PM

And this is why I love you.


Andrew July 11, 2012 at 7:08 AM

Why, I burned my toast just the other day, too.

(and we have a pizza place nearby that offers a whole wheat crust… so you can imagine what that leads to…)


LiztheChef July 11, 2012 at 8:55 AM

Wouldn’t want you any other way, dear one…


Geez Louise! July 11, 2012 at 11:42 AM

If you were like me you would eat more salt… just sayin


Melissa July 11, 2012 at 11:49 AM

Well, we can’t be twins.


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