cheesy onion green bean casserole
as a rehabilitated control freak, i am not one who knew a lot about “letting go”. i might have had to control my first kiss - and dot dot dot breakups; even my diary was written with my future grandchildren in mind. however, as i get older i find myself simply not caring about things as much as i used to. call it an exasperated, hands-in-the-air- giving up, but i am forfeiting to life. i have stopped trying to wrap it up in a silver box and recognized that it is a shabby cardboard box (perfect for fort-making). and i think much of it is due to the fact that my life is nothing like i planned, or wanted really. now some of you may be shaking your heads (but your life is what you make it!). But it isn’t. in fact, this life is nothing like i made it. i feel like i whipped all of the right ingredients for a delicious chocolate cake, and ended up taking an cheesy onion green bean casserole out of the oven (yuck). not to say that i don’t like it, or would trade it. but along my road of trips and falls and detours i somehow ended in a place that i don’t recognize. a place that i can’t control. so with that comes the next step. shortly followed by the realization that life is as chaotic and unpredictable as a torrential rainstorm in the middle of august, you give in. you let go. you find the prettiest place setting you can find, grab a fork, and dig in to your feast.
