By now maybe you know that my family had a rough year [known as The Year of the Shit]. I (still) won’t go into too many details but will share that TYOTS involved death, despair, and something really really bad happening to one of my kids.
I had a hard time reaching out. Like many strong, efficient women, I loathe asking for help. But this year has helped me to learn how to ask. How to open up more. That it’s okay not only to be the friend for others, but to have them be there for me. That when my appetite is gone, I can force down bubble tea.
Yesterday, I made a tart. Normally, I bake and cook with purpose – a certain party, that night’s dinner, breakfast tomorrow. This tart was baked simply because I wanted to create it.
I had help during my bad year and am so grateful for it. I would like to offer my tart (now in the freezer) to anyone who needs it. No questions asked, I’ll just overnight to you or drop it on your doorstep.