After all these months I still have a hard time decided what is for dinner. There are times I have to really think if a meal was something I liked or one that I made for him. It is strange how a question that should be simple to answer has become complex. Even grocery shopping is difficult, after all, how do you know what to buy when you are not sure what you like any more.
There was a point I had reached a balance with cooking for one, but I currently find myself not knowing what to do. The worst part about the whole meal issue is that I truly love to eat and cook, but lately I have dreaded it all. I know with time the pendulum will swing back and all will be right in the kitchen again. Until then I will take it day by day and maybe discover some new favorites in the meantime.
Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.