Me and My Family

Me and My Family

25 June, 2011

mmm mmm good, but no I don't eat that

My daughter and I just made a wonderfully delicious smelling breakfast. As I was cooking the bacon I was fantasizing about how yummy it would be to just take some and stuff it in my mouth. It was the thought of the pancakes oozing with warm, sticky syrup and piled with fresh strawberries and chilled coolwhip that got me drooling in my mind.
I love love love a good old fashioned breakfast. The smells of fatty, fresh cooked bacon, warm syrup, and hot pancakes brings me back to sitting at the kitchen table at Granny's farm with my cousins surrounding me and Granny cooking and serving hot waffles, fresh orange juice with the aroma of her coffee in the background. Mmmmm sweet memories.
Oh that I could go back to those carefree, wonderous, loving days. Oh that I could pile up my plate with all these yummy things and just sit and savor the flavor. But I don't eat that way anymore. I have to constantly remind myself (one wouldn't think I would have to since it's my life) that it's for my own good. That it's purpose is to extend my life so I have more of it. Life isn't about food, though we need it to sustain life...we don't need to eat the way I used to in order to stay alive. That's just for comfort, it may be all some of us know. The food we need to sustain life isn't fried, baked, grilled, broiled, you get my point.
Now breakfast is over, it's time to move on with the day, the weekend.
May you all have a great weekend.


  1. I can't believe you're making that food when you can't eat it!! Are we still on for a playdate Tuesday:)

  2. Don't know how you do that. There's no way I could, but then I'm under a different set of circumstances aren't I. Love you.

  3. I remember those days! Cherished!

  4. You are so incredible! I tried a bottle of VFusion (like V 8 only with fruit too) and couldn't even choke it down! I am so ashamed that I am such a baby about food even at my age and you, my daughter, just put your head up and move right through - kind of like jogging the last two miles of the half marathon!!!
    Even if I am not as strong as you, I use all my strength every day to pray for you recovery. I love you forever. Mom