“Cooking is my love language.” – Laurel Shepherd
Love Language
She didn’t usually accept an offer from a friend to bring a meal in. That’s because Susan wasn’t used to accepting simple offers of kindness. But, for some reason she decided she needed to change. She needed to begin to accept such offers of kindness.
“I’ve decided to begin to let people help me if they offer,” Susan said to herself in the seconds that passed, while staring at the screen-bound words. Luckily, she had the time to process the request, along with her determination to change. It wasn’t as if it was a verbal conversation. That was good, because there wasn’t any uncomfortable “dead air” hanging between them, as a result of the short delay in response. That made everything much easier for Susan to pause, take a big breath and then move her fingers in response.
“That would be kind of you,” she typed, while thinking. “I can’t believe I’m actually doing this; leaving my comfort zone thing!”
Laurel responded swiftly. “Wonderful! What day will work best for you?”
“Thursday will be better for us,” Susan typed back.
“Sounds good! Is there anything you’d especially like to have?”
“Surprise me!”
Thursday arrived, on schedule, three days later. Susan felt anticipation as a result. After all, this was a new thing for her. “I’m the one who usually delivers dinner to others,” She said right out loud. But, I need to let people do good for me as well.”
That good was announced that afternoon, when Laurel sent a new note announcing that her husband and a couple of their children would be stopping by at about six in the evening to deliver a warm meal. And, at almost that exact time Susan’s ring noticed their arrival.
This advent of dinner took more than just two sets of hands to carry the eye- pleasing food into the house. It took all three sets of hands to carry in containers of warm chicken & rice curry with fresh-baked sour dough bread. And, the smell wafting from the carrying hands was heavenly!
“We’ll let you enjoy this food before it gets cold,” Nathan, Laurel’s husband said with a divine smile before the trio left the house.
The taste of the food was just as marvelous as the smell and Nathan’s smile. It was also just as satisfying for her to feel contentment as a result of her decision to accept the kindness offered. So, she sent a note to Laurel thanking her for an exquisite dinner.
“Cooking is my love language,” Laurel responded, most likely with a twinkle in her eye, knowing that her friend was now, certainly sharing and communicating in Laurel’s preferred vernacular.
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