One thing that is the most painful after losing someone is being reminded of them in activities that you used to love. Sometimes it's a growing feeling that slowly coalesces into something that makes you weep. Other times it hits you like a freight train out of nowhere. Sometimes we don't realize how integral to our daily lives and relationships something as simple and common as cooking can be. If you are going through this hold on strong. You'll get back to cooking soon. I hope you enjoy the poem.