i remember an icy day 4 years ago when i had just finished starting a pot of my yummy homemade veggie beef soup, walked to the mailbox in the ice, i had received my first letter from my son who was in boot camp in chicago. one of the first lines was "im doing ok mom, but i would give just about anything to have a big bowl of your homemade veggie beef soup right now." needless to say, i didnt eat the soup. i sent it home with my sister.
fast forward to now... i have a huge pot of soup simmering on the stove and homemade apple cinnamon muffins(his favorite) baking in the oven. my son is here to spend the day.