Years ago I wouldn't have been able to imagine not having milk in the house...it was essential.
Last night I decided to use up what milk I had to make one of my favorite treats, pudding. Topped with the last of the strawberry-honey jam I made last year.
I am feeling no sense of panic about having used up the milk.
I've been using up some favorite scraps on this project.
I'm feeling no sense of panic that there won't be more favorites. New favorites come along...and it's good, maybe even necessary? Thinking about what I consider essential and why.