Tonight's supper was oven baked chicken fingers, scalloped potatoes, glazed carrots, and seasoned green beans.
"You make it look so easy!" Rosa said of my cooking as we sat and ate. I had to tear her away from the TV to get her to join me in the kitchen.
"I would never do this if it wasn't for you," I said. "Thank you."
Before Rosa and I got back together, I was having trouble with the basics of life such as grooming myself, brushing my teeth, taking showers, and fixing meals. It was almost as if I gave up on living. I had no reason to get out of the bed. It is nice to have purpose again. The shrinks and therapists would say I am co-dependent. Probably am.