*TW for food issues*
I don’t say it enough, so I want to say it now.
Thank you, food.
You’ve been behind me everytime I’ve needed to speak strongly but rationally, and you were with me when I needed to make good decisions away from the impulses of crashing blood sugar.
From vegetables to chocolate, you have been there to fuel my body to face another day and to give me the mood lift I needed. You make me strong, capable, and pleasantly plump.
Whenever there’s a big meeting or a tough morning of parenting ahead, I turn to you first. Speaking of parenting, thanks for taking care of my kids. They are also their best when they’ve had their fill of you. With your help, they sleep soundly at night. Their round little bellies gently rising and falling.
I’ve used you as a bribe for the kids more time than I care to admit. But thank you for helping potty train! Your M&Ms have made that one slightly less of a doozy.
You’re definitely less fun coming out the other end, and you’ve upset my tummy more than once.
You have been a source of anxiety for myself and many to varying degrees and for different reasons.
But for me, you’ve more often been a comfort and joy. A cold dish of ice cream with all the toppings to bond over. A hot, melty grilled cheese sandwich on a cold, dreary day. A potluck to celebrate the best times. For so many of the big moments, you’ve been there.
You’re intertwined in my memories, slipping in and out of them like water through a tidepool. Spooning my babies their first bite of liquified carrots and laughing at their cute little disgusted face. Feeding my husband cake on our wedding day.
You have been a show of love countless times. Leftovers at work from my husband’s home-cooked dinner. A meal train when someone close to us has suffered a loss. Hot dinners handed out at soup kitchens to those in desperate need of nutritious food to fill their bellies.
You tempt us with your life-sustaining calories, and sometimes we go overboard with diets or become unhappy with extra weight.
It’s a fragile relationship, but still we need you. I know you don’t hear it enough, so thank you, food.