Kitchen Healing

Categories Family, Home, Life, Love, Words

“What’s for dinner?” I asked, mounting the yellow Cosco stool in the corner of the kitchen.

“Tuna casserole. Bad day?” chop chop She always knew.


“You’ll have more.” Her eyes never left the cutting board, but her attention was fully on me.

I felt tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat. “I think I’m having my first heartbreak,” I croaked.

She smiled gently. chop chop chop “You’ll have more.”

Our meal was simple – poor food some call it – but filled with love. It helped and it healed. And of love, we would always have more.


This post was inspired by the May 4 Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch Communications.

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about comfort food. How can this familiarity influence a story or character? Is it something unusual, like Twinkies from the 1970s? Or is it something from home, from another place or time? Go where the prompt leads.

Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

18 thoughts on “Kitchen Healing

  1. Lisa,

    Good story. It’s funny I guess I sorta think about beans and cornbread as comfort foods from home. This was our family staple at dinner time for what seemed like forever and I swore I would never have pinto beans when I got married. Guess what, beans and cornbread are is one of my favorites. Every time I fix these I’m reminded of simpler time where not having much didn’t bother me. 🙂

    1. Yes, Cathy, that’s exactly what it is – those simple comfort foods take us back to a different time. We have a few meals like that here, too.
      I love what you said – a time where not having much wasn’t as bothersome. Very true.

  2. Yeah! My mom always knows what do I think and what’s going on with my feelings. She just cooks some food and advises me plus cheers me up <3 Nice post 🙂

  3. Thanks for visiting my post on this prompt – I fell behind on return visits and am attempting to do… ‘More’.
    Though when I travel next I may get myself in the ‘dog-house’ again.

    Always more – support and love. Hugs, Jules

    1. Well, clearly I am behind on my replies, too! Thanks for visiting. I am now reminded that my poor neglected blog is still here and I need to get back to it.

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