At 19, I left my first adult relationship. I lived alone, working for minimum wage at a coffeehouse in Rochester, N.Y. Consumed by anxiety and loss, I stopped eating. Within the month of September, I lost 20 pounds. One afternoon, my co-worker slipped me a piece of paper with an illustrated, step-by-step recipe for oatmeal: “Stretch on the floor and breathe while cooking. Scrape into a ceramic bowl you like touching. Breathe into it and eat slowly.” I don’t like oatmeal, but years later the recipe remains taped to my dresser mirror. — Madeline Lathrop
Real Life of an MSW 
I add nutmeg, ginger and cinnamon and top with a pat of butter and drizzle of honey. Yum!
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That sounds yummy. Thank you for sharing.
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Sometimes the message isn’t plain but it’s still a message. #life #growth #wisdom.
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I agree the message does not often come in the form an individual would like, but God, often places individuals in our lives to heal us and to help us learn the lesson. Thank you for reading.
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