Love, Loss, and Spaghetti
Last year, I had my heart broken twice. First, when my boyfriend and I broke up. And second, when my beloved grandfather (my lolo) died shortly after.
I didn’t know how to deal with it. I didn’t know how to mourn. I didn’t want to mourn. So I kept myself busy – so busy that I almost forgot about my broken heart. Almost.
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Note: This piece appears in the November/December 2011 issue of Talking Writing, where I am a social media consultant and contributor.
Hi! I’m Bianca Garcia. I love food, running, yoga, sangria, and my job. I'm an advertising professional, social media enthusiast, blogger, freelance writer, and obsessive list-maker. I think about dessert constantly. 
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SUCH a beautiful piece! I appreciate you being so open, and inviting us into what was a painful time for you. The recipes look wonderful as well…
Aww thanks Fiona, that means a lot to me!
This is really sweet, Bianca. Thanks for sharing this part of you with us! Food can be such therapy.
You’re such a beautiful writer!
Really beautiful!
Lovely piece Bianca.
Thank you everyone for the sweet comments!
Rock it sister. There is no worse pain than losing a loved one. A wonderful piece. And one that really illustrates how strong you are. As an Italian (and fellow pasta lover) I can’t wait to try your recipes! Bravo.
This is such an amazing piece of writing girl! Anyone who thinks that food can’t work wonders is obviously WRONG.
Beautiful, beautiful piece. I’ve never had my heart truly broken by a relationship but having just lost my grandma, this helps :)
Thank you Hanna. I’m glad it helped, even just a little bit :)