Of course! I myself come from a long line of chicken soup. Any type that comes from Mom tastes good. (Ritz crackers help too!) I'm sure that whatever you and Paul brought her, she could feel the love and devotion from it, even if she wasn't able to fully enjoy it.
Very moving. To many people, including me and my family, chicken soup is another word for love.
My mother was not a cook, and the chicken soup she gave me was Campbell's finest. But lovingly simmered like yours, or poured from a can and heated up, chicken soup is a universal symbol of motherly devotion.
Your heart is very open as you share tender and vivid memories. The rituals and time you devoted to caring for Laura reflect the blessings of having loving and attentive parents.
Of course! I myself come from a long line of chicken soup. Any type that comes from Mom tastes good. (Ritz crackers help too!) I'm sure that whatever you and Paul brought her, she could feel the love and devotion from it, even if she wasn't able to fully enjoy it.
Thanks Issy! I think that’s true. I hope so anyway.🥰🙏
Very moving. To many people, including me and my family, chicken soup is another word for love.
My mother was not a cook, and the chicken soup she gave me was Campbell's finest. But lovingly simmered like yours, or poured from a can and heated up, chicken soup is a universal symbol of motherly devotion.
I totally agree. Canned or homemade, its the loving intention that matters!
thanks for commenting.👍🥰
Your heart is very open as you share tender and vivid memories. The rituals and time you devoted to caring for Laura reflect the blessings of having loving and attentive parents.