It's 6pm. My husband arrives home from a demanding day at the office, and I, too, am exhausted. He takes the kids while I get dinner going. There's this temptation to stay separate with each person tending his own task, but a simple gift changes the mood.
An offering, a glass of wine poured for another. Suddenly the routine becomes easier, and our spirits lift. This doesn't have to be drudgery; we can be together in this. In the crazy. In the chaos. So much is communicated in a garlic-smeared slice of bread. I see you, and I care. Let me nourish you.
Extraordinary flavors from such ordinary ingredients, and kindness in the small moments. A reminder to see the beauty in the midst of a hard season. It's the bridge that connects us when our words and energy are lacking.
(Image: Christie Ellis)