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Today, I made a chicken pot pie. It’s not the first time I’ve done this, but it is the first time I followed a recipe that included onions. Honestly, just this week, I bought my first bag of onions at the grocery store. This brought back memories from 2022, not long after my husband Dave passed away. You see, Dave never liked onions, and throughout our marriage, not a single onion made its way into our house! After he passed, I remember writing about onions, not knowing whether I liked them myself. In the two years since I’ve ordered dishes with onions at restaurants and found I enjoy them most of the time (though I still can’t stand raw onions). But today marked the first time I actually cooked with them. Of course, the struggle to rediscover who I am after losing Dave goes much deeper than onions. We see ourselves through many lenses—daughter or son, parent, spouse, volunteer, student—and for many of us, our job titles become a major part of our identity. A New Challenge Recently, I ...
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