My stomach has been insane lately. I feel like there's another person inside of me needing food, but I have known for a long time that's biologically impossible. A side effect of having another person inside of me (even if he is imaginary): I get super hungry every three hours. I could eat an entire pizza, a salad, and three glasses of coke, and, like clockwork, my stomach would start its moaning again three hours later. For example, the only reason I'm awake at 1:54 AM on Thanksgiving morning is my stomach. I ate half of a box of graham crackers (shh don't tell my grandmother) and drank some apple cider and I'm not sure that will last me until I fall asleep.
Tomorrow I will try to remedy my sad disorder. I am going to eat at least a quarter of my weight in turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, various salads, apple pie, pumpkin pie, birthday cake, and whatever else my food-crazy family cooks up (I am VERY thankful for my food-crazy family). And I will thoroughly enjoy every moment. However, while I'm supplying my "needy" stomach, I'll remember everything I have for which to thank God. Two trips to Guatemala and one to Kenya have shown me just how fortunate I am to be where I am, with people who love me and a country ready to throw opportunities at me. Thank God for democracy, family, friends, and food. There's one poor family in Guatemala that will probably eat on thanksgiving because they now have a kitchen which I helped build. I'm so blessed and privileged to have helped people.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Remember all that you have, and find out how you can give to those who don't have.
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