Kitchen Healing
“What’s for dinner?” I asked, mounting the yellow Cosco stool in the corner of the kitchen.
“Tuna casserole. Bad day?” chop chop She always knew.
“Yeah.”
“You’ll have more.” Her eyes never left the cutting board, but her attention was fully on me.
I felt tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat. “I think I’m having my first heartbreak,” I croaked.
She smiled gently. chop chop chop “You’ll have more.”
Our meal was simple – poor food some call it – but filled with love. It helped and it healed. And of love, we would always have more.
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This post was inspired by the May 4 Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch Communications.
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about comfort food. How can this familiarity influence a story or character? Is it something unusual, like Twinkies from the 1970s? Or is it something from home, from another place or time? Go where the prompt leads.
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Beautiful! Mother’s seem to know just the right words to say, and how to say them… and she was right, life goes on.
Thanks, Josie. Yes, it has been my experience that moms have that gift. And life always goes on…
Moms just KNOW.
Moms do. 🙂
A beautiful take on the flash!
Thank you, Kate!
The healing kitchen is the place to be. The steadiness of Mom’s actions mirrors the stability she gives her daughter. Lovely flash!
Thanks, Charli. I loved the prompt. I feel like I could have done something different/better with the ending.
Love that it was clear that all attention was on her daughter despite her eyes not leaving the chopping board. Yes, Mums know.
Moms are always paying attention, no matter what else is going on.
Lisa,
Good story. It’s funny I guess I sorta think about beans and cornbread as comfort foods from home. This was our family staple at dinner time for what seemed like forever and I swore I would never have pinto beans when I got married. Guess what, beans and cornbread are is one of my favorites. Every time I fix these I’m reminded of simpler time where not having much didn’t bother me. 🙂
Yes, Cathy, that’s exactly what it is – those simple comfort foods take us back to a different time. We have a few meals like that here, too.
I love what you said – a time where not having much wasn’t as bothersome. Very true.
Yeah! My mom always knows what do I think and what’s going on with my feelings. She just cooks some food and advises me plus cheers me up <3 Nice post 🙂
Food for the body and food for the heart and soul, all served up together!
Lovely flash and great take on the prompt. 🙂
Thank you, Sarah.
Thanks for visiting my post on this prompt – I fell behind on return visits and am attempting to do… ‘More’.
Though when I travel next I may get myself in the ‘dog-house’ again.
Always more – support and love. Hugs, Jules
Well, clearly I am behind on my replies, too! Thanks for visiting. I am now reminded that my poor neglected blog is still here and I need to get back to it.