I found this in one of my mom's cookbooks from her Telephone Pioneer days (when she worked at the phone company in Louisiana)
I didn't have potatoes
So I substituted rice.
I didn't have paprika
So I used another spice.
I didn't have tomato sauce
I used tomato paste.
It seams as if another year has passed. Did I meet all my goals, NO. I didn't stick to that diet I planed, nor did I pay off all my debt. I didn't become more organized or a better house keeper. But in the end none of those are the things that really mattered to me, or else I would have done...
"Who am I today?" I ask..
And I wonder if I even know.
I know the past has shaped me now,
Even though the past was long ago.
The little moments form a blur,
The times both happy and sad,
All the people I once knew,
And the things I used to have.
They all helped me to become
Where, what and who...
I am getting ready to take Cordel down to visit his Autism
Specialist this morning when I realized that it has been almost 2 years that he was diagnosed. It is not an anniversary that I really even noticed last year, I think this year I did because he is going down to see Dr Solomon almost 2...