Joe was in the hospital and it was time for lunch. He looks at his lunch and says, “I don’t like chicken soup, bring something else.” The hospital worker said, “It’s good for you, the

doctor ordered it specifically for your recovery.” Joe sighed, reluctantly accepting the soup. He knew he needed to regain his strength after his surgery, but the thought of bland hospital food made his stomach churn.

As Joe begrudgingly took a sip of the soup, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of resentment towards his situation. Being stuck in the hospital was not how he had envisioned spending his days, and the monotony of the food only served to amplify his frustration.

But as he continued to eat, Joe noticed something unexpected. The soup, while simple, was surprisingly flavorful. It was warm and comforting, like a hug for his weary body. Slowly but surely, Joe found himself beginning to enjoy it.