Leftovers





Leftovers are not my favorite thing.
With a grateful heart, I consume them. This includes frozen foods.

I prefer to cook fresh. The COVID pandemic refueled my passions for cooking with variety and spice.

As we go into the holidays, we tend to over consume and produce waste. I cringe at the thought of throwing out food. I am blessed to have never experienced hunger but, I am still sensitive to the fact that given any particular set of events I too could be hungry.

We have an enormous amount to be grateful for.  Especially the full plate. When we've eaten the amazing meal, what do you do with the left overs?

You put them in a pot turn up the heat and let them simmer. Make a soup, or gumbo of sorts.
As I was cooking turkey vegetable soup and ham bone pintos this week, I was thinking about how applicable this analogy was to life.

Life is delicious. We have so many fresh cooked experiences and opportunities, but what happens after the roller coaster ends? What do we do after the feelings are gone?

We put our memories and emotions in a pot, we turn up the heat and let them simmer.
If what is in the pot is toxic, it will boil over and cause destruction.  If what we are a brewing is healthy, it will boil over as well, but it will feed and nourish others.

Regardless of our intentions, we are always processing leftovers.  We are wasting them, or we are repurposing them for good.

Just like any food waste, we must be mindful of it, lest it fester and mold.  Good or bad something must be done to appropriately utilize our leftovers. If we don't repurpose the left overs, we will waste them.

Do something useful and fulfilling with your experiences and memories. My way of doing this metaphorically is through taking photos and writing.

Our memories fade as we age. I rely upon devices to remind me.  Sometimes we run low on inspiration and joy. Sometimes we need to relive the "leftover" joy from previous experiences and memories. If we aren't intentional with capturing our moments, our memory will fail us.
Take every moment that brings you goodness and preserve/ consume every drop.

This photo was a remnant of an outdated luxury home listing preview. I was physically at my prime, and making professional advancements. I remembered walking this mirrored hallway thinking somethings are timeless and will never loose value.
It was me. I felt this way in this moment. Everytime I see this image, I feel unique and classic.

 Everytime I see this image I'm reminded that I should look for ways to make others feel this way.

The older I get the better I get at repurposing left overs. (Both edible and emotional) For all this and more, I give thanks!

Abundance Always.
Happy Holidays to you.

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