whole wheat chocolate chip cookies {day 169}

Jennifer Perillo — 2012-01-23T20:35:08-08:00

My mind feels about as soft as the cookie dough I've been obsessed with the last two days. It is a swirl of activity, and some days focusing feels so out of reach. January 25th, this Wednesday, marks 14 years since my father died. 1998—what an intense year it turned out to be. I hadn't even thought of my real dreams until that fateful year. Nothing like your dad dying rather suddenly at the age of 49 to rock your core. He was a Michael too, and all these years later the image of him taking his very last breath...

slow-roasted tomato soup {day 166}

Jennifer Perillo — 2012-01-20T07:54:20-08:00

This past week, we started group therapy with a "feelings check-in". I said mine are a never-ending game of ping pong. Sure, I've had some very good, downright funny, moments throughout the days, weeks and months since Mikey died, but at the core lies a gaping hole where my deep-rooted happiness used to gently simmer. I was anxious about starting group last week, but decided to take the leap because I convinced myself it was more for Isabella than myself. The group is organized by a non-profit called A Caring Hand, and is first and foremost to help children understand...

In Jennie's Kitchen

whole wheat chocolate chip cookies {day 169}

slow-roasted tomato soup {day 166}