I love food. No, I LOVE food! I love the smells, the tastes, the textures, and all of the reasons there are for eating. I love the way it magically takes you out of your dreary day and takes you back to a happier time, one filled with great memories.
When I was a kid, I remember coming home from school and while I was still on the front porch, amazing smells were advertising the DELICIOUS night ahead! My grandmother, my dad's mom, made a great ham dinner every Thanksgiving ( she didn't eat anything that swims or flies), the kind of ham with the fat marbling every slice just perfectly. Every time I eat ham now, I picture myself at her table with my family, scarfing down everything and sitting back, sighing, completely satisfied. My grandmother, my mom's mom, made an awesome beef roast and roast chicken, with PERFECT gravy and with the butter literally running down the sides of the potatoes. ( Now those people who really know me now also know it's genetic!)
I love making those traditional family dinners, but I also like "branching" out every now and again. For instance, I recently made honey lime chicken enchiladas, which were amazing, and are now a family favorite. I think I like to cook because I love when it makes other people happy. It's true that whatever our love language is, it is the one we most often share with others.
I remember when I first moved to Sunbury after being a nanny to a precious little boy named Jacob. I lived with the family from the time he was six weeks old until he turned two. The adjustment was difficult and I missed him so much. So, one day I came home from work ( home was with my best friends, Mark and Lori and their kids), and smells of a ham dinner with all the trimmings greeted me at the door. Now, I know Lori made it for everyone, but it felt like she made it just for me. That is definitely how to show me love! That is how it has always been.
You may think, wow, you've got some issues with food! Maybe I do, but I don't eat to escape or because I'm depressed. It just makes me happy, and it's best to eat with the people you love. And I've learned that this is something I can definitely share with others, and I can use it to serve and show love. I could talk about this for most of the day....but that might make my argument that I don't have food issues a little harder to justify! So summing up... Macy and Micah, here is the lesson for today. Love food, enjoy different kinds of food. Try new things, because it will give you the courage to try other new things in your life as well. And most of all, never let your love of food exceed your love for sharing it with others! :)
