Remembering my dad, Pete. For Sunday dinner, I made his famous chicken and rice—only this time, I added my own twist. I made it vegan, with gluten-free sweet potato gnocchi and vegan sausage. It’s how I keep his legacy alive—remembering that he lives on through me. It’s how I remember him with more love than pain.
As I scooped a spoonful into my bowl, I smiled, recalling the aroma that filled the house when he cooked it, the vibrant vegetables overflowing, and, of course, I remembered him sitting at the table, excited, looking forward to his own meal.
In his words,
‘It’s so good it makes you wanna slap your mama!’
As I eat this right now, I feel my grief, because I miss him terribly, but I smile too, knowing he’d be so proud that I’m doing this in his honor. Right now, I miss him so much, and I’m giving myself permission to feel that.
What memories do you hold of your loved ones who’ve passed, and how do you celebrate them?
With love,
Ke’Shawn (Pete’s ‘Bubba’)
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