Its been almost six month since my last post here on Yummy Medley. AHHHH!!!! I know in the blog world I might as well have retired. Well, a whole slew of less than perfect events have happened in the past few months, and I must admit I have been extremely distracted by them. I will not share too many of the stories, as some of them are a little sensitive but I’ll tell you one.
I will call this the really unfortunate but blessed week. Over this summer, one of the more wonderful things that I cherished was my mom and sisters visiting.
It was really awesome having them over, despite the seemingly tight space in my house (my mom and all four of my sisters came over), there was never a dull moment, and you can be sure that there was always good food. On this less than perfect week, my mom and one of my sisters had to catch a flight back home from New York. I do not live in New York, so we had to journey down for them to catch their flight. After much hustle and bustle, they missed their flight, and we had to re-book for the next available flight two days later. Instead of going all the way back home, we decided to book a hotel in New York for two night so we could make it to the airport in time. About the hotel… it was far less than ideal. At this point I was not only spending much more than I bargained for something I wasn’t excited about, but I also felt the ugly friend known as travelers constipation creeping up due to the type of food I was subjected to eating(sorry for the TMI), so I was really uncomfortable.
Anyway, fast forward past all the stress of international flights, and the journey back to Maryland, I got home only to prepare to leave for a conference in a few hours. Thankfully, the conference was somewhat relaxing and I got to be around great people. Well, on getting back home from the conference, my husband and I caught a few seconds of our carbon-monoxide alarm, before the battery died reacting on instinct, my husband called the fire department after our apartment services decided to react somewhat non-nonchalantly to the incident. We were not allowed in our apartment for a while, and the fire department condemned our stove. For almost a whole week we had to live on take ways, microwave diners and some fruit here and there. At this point, my natural instinct was to react based on my stress levels and to complain and cry; but I was gently reminded that it was better for me to spend extra money on food, than for me to have missed the carbon monoxide alarm by a few seconds.
At this point, in the midst of my trials, I thank God for life, and for the little blessing He has surrounded me with. I am happy to say though that I will be back on the recipe grind, and although there are still life events that seem bigger than me, I have a God who is greater than anything I face, and is on my side.
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