I found out that I'll be in the kitchen "for a while".
Whatever that means.
It does mean, however, that I need to get my Food Handler's Certificate.
Don't ask me why, but this feels significant... like God is setting me up for something.
Puzzle pieces are falling into place, I just can't see the picture on the front of the box. And you know what? I'm okay with that right now.
I can hardly believe it, but... I think I'm glad to stay in the kitchen. I've come to enjoy it.
Today, one of the cooks gave me a compliment. Before I knew I'd be in the kitchen a while longer, I said to him, "Today is our last day working together, I think. I wonder if I'll be in the kitchen this summer?"
He replied, "I hope so. You're a good helper."
Awww, thanks, O! I'm glad to know that I'm a good helper. Sometimes I feel so very inept.
And, incredibly, I have survived those nine days that previously seemed so overwhelming and potentially fatal. Even more incredibly, I have survived with a smile on my face and happiness in my heart... even without talking to D for a week.
God has used this brief interlude to teach me so much... what in the world will the summer bring??
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