I couldn’t imagine how, but things turned beautiful again. 1000 small steps. Sometimes with a bit of candle light but mostly in the dark. And then, in a moment, standing in the mall with this little box of chocolates in my hand, it hit me. The alchemy that had transpired. The miracles. The magic. The rebirth. It tasted so sweet. So good. So deliciously magnificent. I want my reader to taste that too. Trust and believe the hard things will be alchemized by the work you do to keep moving through.

ABUNDANCE when it looked like scarcity. Kitchen improv reminds me of the deep pleasure I get in the magic of putting a beautiful meal together from what might appear as “there is nothing to eat in this fridge” On days like this, dining out would be a much easier choice when the fridge holds little more than sauce, drinks, two carrots and a beet 😂 (a single/empty-nest phenomenon I know I am not alone in:) Digging a little deeper (hello freezer) I find items I stored away - for times like this: a

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