I didn't expect this.
Unexpectedly, it may be a surprise, but it may often be a disaster.
Mother immediately thought of a novel she had just finished reading, Going to the Kitchen when I was Sad. I was told in the book, "There is always too much or too little seasoning in life." . The universe never understood what one point was, so it searched the novel on the Internet.
This is a novel by estelle Peck, a Turkish writer. It should be the first Turkish novel that my mother has read. However, the story in the book takes place in three cities in three countries and revolves around three "sad" protagonists in parallel. They all fell into the collapse of their lives because they suddenly experienced the "masaka" in their lives. According to our saying, the sky is falling.
Lilia, who lives in new york, is over 60 years old and a Filipino woman. When she was young, she came to the United States to settle down, but gradually her relationship with her husband and adopted children became more and more alienated. "Unexpectedly," her husband suddenly had a stroke and became very strange. The burden of taking care of his life fell on Lilia alone. What's even more "unexpected" is that her husband made a will that made her penniless more than ten years ago. She was completely devastated. "Just because she can save a pot of vegetables doesn't mean she can save the whole life."
Felda, who lives in Istanbul and is nearly sixty years old, has a love-hate relationship with her neurotic mother. "Unexpectedly," my mother suddenly fell down and moved in with her. Mother "is particularly good at exaggerating all discomfort and emotions, and always tries to make others go around her tirelessly." She was bedridden and refused to do any physical therapy and activities, which made her unable to stand up again. However, "Masaka" appeared in life, and my mother became increasingly demented. When she was confused, she swore at Ferda and was exhausted by her mother.
Mark, 55, lives in Paris. Because his wife died suddenly, he was heartbroken and at a loss. He has never been in the kitchen or interacted with people around him. He shut himself off from the world. "Clara was the blanket he had been wearing for years, and now she's gone, leaving him shivering."
Dear daughter, do you feel a little heavy when you see this? Yes, my mother thought the same thing after reading this novel, so why did she share it with you so early and ask you such a topic?
There may be three reasons.
First of all, you have just experienced a very heavy pain for us-the death of grandpa. I see that you always keep the beads your grandfather gave you under your pillow as a treasure, and occasionally you don't forget to take them with you when you come to sleep with your mother.
Second, around you, many people we are familiar with have suffered some changes or misfortunes at home;
Third, life has great uncertainty and unpredictability. You will often encounter such a heavy masaka, so everyone, including you, should be prepared psychologically.
When you grow up, like your mother now, you will gradually realize what life is like: no matter how hard you try and how you adapt, you can't stop the sudden arrival of suffering, just like the instant when the Shuffley cake is taken out of the oven.
Shufulei, from France, French is souffle, which is a kind of souffle and dessert. After baking, the light and fluffy Shu Fulei is as attractive as clouds, but it is extremely difficult for Shu Fulei to bake so perfectly, and its center often begins to collapse soon after coming out of the oven.
You see, our life is actually like Shu Fulei, delicious but fragile, expecting and disappointed, full of challenges but often hitting a wall.
The three protagonists in the novel "When I am sad, I go to the kitchen" all choose to cook food in the kitchen to cope with the "positive color" in life, relieve fatigue and pain, get a little breath under heavy pressure, and continue to face a miserable life.
Lilia rented several rooms to solve the living expenses. Her only comfort or happiness is to prepare meals for the tenants with her attractive cooking skills so as to stay with them. She spends a lot of time and energy in the kitchen every day, enjoying the peace and warmth brought by food. However, just when she made up her mind to go back to the Philippines, she died suddenly in the kitchen because of fatigue.
For Felda-besides chatting with her daughter in Paris, cooking can also bring her some peace and relief. The kitchen became her haven and paradise. Food kept her away from the miserable life and wrapped her warmly. Finally, before her mother died, Ferda fed her mother her favorite dessert, and they finally reached a settlement.
Mark, who has never been in the kitchen and doesn't associate with people around him, finally got out of the predicament by watching TV, remembering recipes and buying kitchen utensils, and stepped into the kitchen step by step to make delicious food. Because of cooking, Mark not only gained the courage to continue his life, but also gained new friends.
At the same time, they bought the same book in their respective cities-a book called Shu Fu Lei Cake. After suffering the hardships of life, they still challenged Shu Fulei. They let food and suffering survive and use food to resist misfortune.
They said, "When you are sad, go to the kitchen".
Dear daughter, in the last reading diary, my mother described the places where you can travel and be in a daze when you grow up, and described the beauty of life you can enjoy in the future. However, I have to tell you that in addition to going uphill and downhill in life, there are also "positive colors", and beauty and suffering are ups and downs, neck and neck. Mom certainly hopes that you have enough wisdom and preparation to reduce the experience with those masaka. And when you encounter suffering, remember to be brave, calm, accept it frankly, and wait patiently for it to become smaller, lighter and lighter. Even in suffering, don't give up the ability and opportunity to experience happiness and beauty.
Of course, you don't have to choose a kitchen like them. But if one day you can fall in love with the kitchen, your body and mind will be greatly nourished and nourished. If not, it doesn't matter. You can have other ways.
Finally, I will give you a passage I saw in "Living Soberly in a Noisy World" this morning: "Yes, life is indeed full of endless suffering. Happiness exists not to stop these sufferings or make us ignore them, but to give us the courage to face them and the strength to overcome them. "
May you be happy forever, my daughter.
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