Too Much Food

I've noticed how much longer food lasts around here since you've gone, even that I have to throw some things away which I never had to do. I made your favorite last weekend-my version of Chicken Alfredo-and Hope and I just can't get through it all on our own. It's not just because Dad is gone because he rarely eats anything I make. It makes me very sad because I knew just the right amount to make to last a few nights and now it's lasting too long where it's at risk of going bad. I don't know how to scale it back. I just made that chicken and stuffing casserole and I know I/we won't be able eat it all. Maybe I will give some to my dad or Jordan right when I make stuff so it doesn't go to waste.
  Remember how fast we used to go through bottled water? It seems like we were always out of it. Now it lasts way too long. I wish I had that problem again. Thank you for appreciating my cooking. It means a lot. Even if you didn't like something, you would still eat it and just tell me you weren't a big fan of it. Like Hamburger Helper stroganoff. Thank you for that. Then I would adjust and not make it again for you.
   I am sorry for the times that you may not have known that I begrudgingly would heat something up for you. It was usually because I just put everything away or it was kind of late. I wish I could make you dinner again! It would be an honor and it was an honor then even if sometimes I didn't realize it. I loved being your mom! You were such a good boy! I miss you so much!