I discovered yesterday that reheated brussel sprouts explode in the microwave.
I feel like an evil, mastermind, culinary genius as I stroke my cat and riffle through my latest cookbook in search of inspiration.
Food helps me tap into unknown resources that feed my creativity and daily activities. My depression is kept a little better under wraps through the joy of cooking. Sometimes I blow up brussel sprouts in the microwave…. other days I create a healthy six course meal. There is joy in this journey of self discovery through food and depression.
I am a 40 + Canadian gal who feels like I have lived many lives. My current life consists of raising 4 foster babies ages 4 and under. It is crazy. It is hard. And it is so very good. In my spare time (insert laugh here) I am multi certified/licensed as a fitness instructor and working on more. Mid life crisis much?
I often find myself in a place where within the messy chapters of my life (Depression is part of this makeup of mine), I occasionally find my voice and feel compelled to share. This may only be because I am more extroverted than not more so than because I have something life altering to convey.
I hope to openly and vulnerably share my life with a huge dose of humour and maybe a pinch of sarcasm.
The underlying premise of everything I put forth is my faith which is grounded in love, hope, forgiveness, and grace.
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