For whatever reason

I think when we are left to our own thinking sometimes

when the world appears to be cancelled

we enter into this state of nostalgia

or maybe it is just me

but I had this thought of wanting to make calzones this weekend

because I remember traveling to the Big Apple as a kid

and having my first one with my dad's mom

who has sinced passed away

and food is comfort so we traveled to the parent's house

and we made calzones together

and it was lovely stuffing those pockets with flavors of happiness

just like a lot of us were living a life stuffed with activities and things that made us happy

until it seems that the pocket became empty

I thought about that pocket and that feeling of emptiness later in the evening

and I did shed some tears

I've thought about crying before but tonight

it was some Calzones

dipped in tears and trying to remind myself

that even though the pocket may seem empty

it really never is

because family and friends

conversations and other creative projects

can also be used to think about stuffing your calzone with

acts of kindness and joy and love

so as we move into the weeks ahead

think about filling your life up

with acts of kindness and lots of love

because your calzone doesn't have to be empty

pockets are always better full 

I think