"Bridges", all of our lives we have come into contact with these structures. They have enabled us to cross waters and obstacles which have seemed to block our way.
In the last few years I have had a few of these tough waters to cross and for the most part have been successful at it. Early this year I was given a choice to build a bridge across a lifetime of doing things which now seem to be not the best of choices, and start to help correct those not so good ones.
It's going to be tough, believe me, but with the support of Jeanette and my family I'll be just fine. "Hell I want to be chasing brookies around for several years".
My widest bridge will be the gap of fried, high fat useless calories in my meal planning, and cooking.
This has to be eliminated and replaced by much better choices.
This is a better choice, fresh escarole washed and seasoned and eaten raw.
That same escarole sauteed in a touch of olive oil, garlic and lemon juice.
Stuffed cabbage. Instead of using beef, I used ground chicken, brown rice.
As I learn to tighten the wraps on these new choices and finally finish putting in the the last planks of yet another bridge of life.
