This stack of salty cookies is proof of opportunity - a chance to decide which chatter wins in my head.
See, the less-than-perfect flavor of these lovely things sent me spiraling into a shame storm post-baking. But, shame didn't endlessly reign. It wasn't automatic, but my thoughts shifted to a courageous refusal to let shame have the final word.
Now, they stand as a reminder to celebrate moments in which I choose to defy shame, embrace imperfection and unleash further creativity.
