I can’t cook at all! Seriously. I can barely boil eggs without overcooking them. But, I wonder if I commit to making 50 cupcakes (with sprinkles) for my kids BY tomorrow because I want them to remember me? Just in case. To make such a big ordeal, so I can remain real? To them. Just in case. Hmmm.
Life with a Chronic Illness…ain’t always great. Until you add the frosting. The laughter. The appreciation. The memories. Yum.