Oct 02, 2010 - 12:53 pm
Cooking has always been an avocation for me. When my husband was healthy, we savored our meals. When my husband became ill (both with colon cancer and heart disease), I dramatically re-vamped our diet and it became a low-fat, heart (and, I hoped, cancer-healthy) one. It just one more among many challenges that faced us, but we ate well, discovered a lot of new dishes, and enjoyed our meals together.
When I attended my first bereavement group sessions, the social worker (and other group members) talked a lot about their lack of interest in cooking or eating. According to the counselor, people who grieve don't cook; they skip meals or consume fast food.
I continue to cook. It gives me something to do and it just feels natural to me. I have to confess, though, that the moments when I sit down to eat alone are among the loneliest in my day. Sometimes I watch TV. Mostly, I read.
Does anyone else care to discuss how you handle meals by yourself.