It was so wonderful.
I love giving and Sunday evening I received. My son made an amazing dinner from scratch. I bought all the ingredients and he did all the work as his birthday gift to me. It was so nice to sit on the couch and read a book while he was in the kitchen cutting, mincing, mixing, and preparing chicken lettuce wraps.
My first-time having chicken lettuce wraps was at P. F. Chang’s about ten years ago as a reward for filling in our trophy.
You see, we had some really big bullies in our heads pushing us around and causing us to feel less than. So, I devised a plan to stop that nasty tyrant we could all have buy in with.
I asked my daughter to draw a large trophy in pencil on one of the pages of the flip chart I use for my classes. Then I took that trophy and hung it in the kitchen in a very conspicuous place. At the end of the day, each of us took a black marker and filled in one inch of the pencil outline for every time we had stopped our intimidator.
We set the goal that when it was all filled in, we would get dressed up and go out to eat at a fancy restaurant. We talked about where we would go and how beautiful we would look celebrating our new found belief in self.
It was definitely a night to remember.
When I found a recipe for that mouth watering concoction, I knew I just had to try them again and see if they were as good as I remembered.
I bought all the ingredients at the Smith’s and read though the steps for making them. It was pretty involved and I wondered it would really be worth it.
Then I got a bonus.
My son asked what I wanted for my birthday and I said, “For you to make these for me.” (He doesn’t mind cooking and does so for his girlfriend from time to time so I knew he could handle it.)
So, I relaxed on the couch reading while he made me dinner with lettuce wraps as the appetizer.
Fabulous!!!! I’m just saying.
Then my husband cleaned up the kitchen. It was spotless.
It was so nice once I got over trying to help.
I would walk into the kitchen and ask Max, “How’s it going?”
“Fine.” He would state.
“Do you need any help?” I would question
“No, this is my gift to you. Go sit down and relax.”
After about the fifth time he said, “I guess you can if you want.”
I realized what I was doing and I said, “No, I’m going to receive. Thank you for letting me receive.” I went back to the couch and didn’t bother him anymore.
When my husband started doing the dished, I just kind of took over and he stepped back and looked at me.
He didn’t say anything. He just stood there.
I put the dish down I was rinsing and said, “I’m going to receive now.” I left the kitchen and didn’t return for the entire evening. Then we watched a move downstairs in our theater room.
I can say with certainty my cup is full and it feels so good because now I have more to give.
I hope you do better at receiving then I did. I’m still learning and growing as well. It’s a process that gets better with practice. My difficulty with receiving showed me how out of practice I was.
Time to improve always.
How are you going to receive this week?
Share your story with me so we can improve together.
Have a blessed day,