Today I had to get out of bed to run a short errand. When I got back home I sat down to do some paperwork when the Little Girl approached me and said “Are you feeling better na? Please make me some pasta, please.” For the past 3 days she has been requesting that I cook for her but I was in no shape to do so. I promised her last night that I would try to drop by KFC to buy her favorite Chicken Alfredo Pasta, but I forgot to, another side-effect of the medicines I tend to become forgetful.
I was going to say no to her request but I saw that cute sweet pleading face of hers. I told her okay I’ll try my best to cook something from what I could find. Checking the fridge and the pantry I found that we had spaghetti, some ham, cream and cheese. So I made a simple pasta dish with ham and cream sauce. While cooking I felt that this was going to be a bland dish since the only other ingredients I added were onion, salt and black pepper. I told the Little Girl not to expect too much since I was not prepared to cook for her today. When she took her first bite her face lightened up, she smiled at me and said “It’s delicious, thanks po.” I was so touched by that, she managed to get me back in the kitchen, something that I have been wanting to do.
As I write this I am a little teary eyed, because no matter how bad I feel the Little Girl always knows how to lift my spirits. She is a lot like me, she does not always say I love you or is she showy and all lovey dovey. But by just looking at her and how she finished her plate of pasta I know that she truly appreciates and loves me. I show her my love by cooking for her and she shows me her love by eating with gusto the dishes I make J
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