Allowing

It’s a simple thing, very human and a bit silly but I like it when people enjoy the food I prepare. Today was a New Years gathering of me and my in-laws, eleven others and myself. I made spaghetti and meatballs, which they enjoyed. They like to keep things positive, never discuss negative or disturbing things and never go to more depth than superficial small talk. I’m not good at any of that but I can cook and that is comfortable for all. I do not judge them, but I do observe and notice. Judging them for being themselves would be a pointless and exhausting exercise. They are different from me.