Day 5 of spring break. I am pretty much ready to be done with spring break. I have spent far to much time at home that is for sure. I could go do something but out in the world are fast food places and row after row of things I really really want to eat. So it has been safer for me to stay at home and scrapbook. I am sorry to say that I am not great blogging material this week.
My life coach challenged me to really stick close to program today, and I did after yesterday I was not about to get anywhere near stuffing myself. Just the idea made me sick to my stomach. I did feel better today after eating only what I should nothing more nothing less.
A while ago my life coach asked me another question that she wante dto get back to at a later lesson. But there has been so much going on that we haven't been able to sit down and talk about it. I have been thinkingn a lot about it so I wanted to share it with you. She asked me what my earliest memory that involved food was.
I have to say that I don't remember a lot from when I was young. I don't know why. I know people that can remember so many things and I remember bits and pieces but not whole stories except what has been relayed to me by others. I do remember that food was part of everything. My favorite toy besides my doll suzzie was my yellow and orange shopping cart. I used to go grocery shopping in the living room. We celebrated everything with food. Birthdays, holidays, awards, just because, family visiting, good grades, father daughter dates, vacations, parades, fairs, and staying at grandmas house. Every night we all sat down as a family and had a home cooked meal. This was the requirement up until I left for college. It was our time to connect for the day and to catch up with each other. There have been some pretty epic moments that have taken place around the dinner table. Dinner usually consisted of a meat, veggie, and starch. Is that how dinners are supposed to be? And the requirement was to always finish everything on your plate. And if you took it u have to eat it. So only take as much as you will eat. And finally, you must try everything once before you can say that you don't like it or don't want any.
Having to finish everything on my plate may be a reason I have a hard time having or leaving leftovers. Like I said before I have a tendancy to obsess over them. For some reason I feel the need to either eat them or continue to think about them until they are gone. Like the world will end if they sit in the fridge for a day or two or if someone else eats them. So weird. I have really been trying to get over that, but it takes a long time to undo life long behaviors.
Back to the topic, I don't really have any memories that don't involve food in some way. I am sure that is the same for a lot of people. Getting to the position that I am in doesn't happen overnight and it won't happen overnight to undo it either. Hence the journey I am on. And it truly is a journey complete with hills and valleys, left and right turns, and plenty of stops and gos; but there are no u-turns so forward I must go.
Love Angela
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