That, of course, is the million dollar question. And most definitely not one with a single answer. My kitchen table has many seats, each inhabited by a different version of me and all encompass who I am.  Which is many things . . . . a lawyer, a writer, a wife, a mother, a daughter, a friend, and in some ways most importantly, I am a childhood illness survivor.   I’ve learned all kinds if things about myself over the years.  Some I treasure and some I don’t.  All of it with the help of self-analysis, professional therapy, “street therapy”, my ‘sisters’, books, podcasts, mistakes, do-overs, wins, losses, and the list goes on.  

At this time in my life, I want to start writing about all of it.  So here I am.  I don’t know if anything I write will be interesting to anyone but me.  But I am hoping that it helps me formulate my next chapter.

One more thing……if you are reading this, I apologize right now for the rambling, stream of consciousness format that this will likely take.  

Oh, and FYI this is not a foodie blog although it’s entitled “Essays from My Kitchen Table“.  However, it IS an ongoing series of essays in the many different voices that sit around my kitchen table.