Sopa Dreams

So, I just whipped together another one of my  self appraising glorious soups. My Mom and I are sick and I wanted to make a chicken soup. So, I was gonna drag myself out of bed and head down to the store to pick up what  I need when a little voice inside me said “Hey! You have got some good stuff in the fridge, just use that stuff. At that, I started having visions of what was gong to go in the pot. So, I shuffled into the kitchen and went to work.
  I realized today that I get great joy out of cooking but, an even bigger joy is creating something of your own. Pulling stuff out the refrigerator and cabinets, chopping and blending, and throwing them all in the pot. Taking that first taste and thinking, “what else does this need?”, and also knowing when to back off. I got to that point and was like what what what? Then there was that voice again saying “back off, that’s enough, just let it cook. You’ll see, it will all come together in the end.” And it did boy howdy!