1 of 2 - A good friend of mine unexpectedly lost his wife. A couple months later we were golfing together, chatting about nothing. He asked what my dinner plans were and I told him wifey wanted my homemade chili and cornbread, but I didn't feel like stopping at the store. We golfed a few more minutes when he quietly said, “Make the chili."
@jeffowski @dcjedlicka One of the very few reliefs I’ve had over the past two years is that I cooked my wife a nice dinner a few hours before she died. It happened to be one of her favorite Blue Apron recipes; I don’t think we even looked at the options that week.
@jeffowski @dcjedlicka I don’t visit that relief very often anymore, because one of the next images in my head is always the bits of arugula clinging to the just-removed breathing tube.