Chicken Soup Feeds Our Hunger for Connection

Bowl of chicken soup with a spoon on a wooden cutting board

There was never a fall or winter holiday when my mother didn’t make chicken soup. There was never a cold or flu I had when she also didn’t whip up a batch. And there’s never been a time when I’ve made the hearty dish — or even thought about it — as an adult when I haven’t seen her face or felt…

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Michele DeMarco

Michele DeMarco

Award-winning writer, therapist, clinical ethicist, and researcher specializing in moral injury. I talk about the stuff many won’t. micheledemarco.com