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Fast forward [# REDACTED] years and I look at what the world has become and I long for that massive garden in the middle of nowhere. Somehow, I too became a slave to the quick and easy. It all began in college where I learned about fast food 101. It was the first time I lived within walking distance to TACOS! It was the first time I could call and have a pizza delivered. It was the first time I didn’t have parents around to say no. Thus, beginning a love/hate relationship with fast food. Can you say freshman 15++! I got better about cooking when I moved out of the dorms and got my first apartment, but not by much.
Fast forward a few more years when my first son was born. It was the first time I became conscious of what our family ate. I was especially diligent and mindful about the foods my son ate until he was about 2. This directly coincided with when I returned to work. Whew! I was really tired. I didn’t feel like there was any time to cook once I picked him up from daycare. It was much much much (MUCH) easier to grab something on the way home. On the nights that I did cook, it usually came out of a bag, can, or box of preservative laden goodness. Hey, but at least I was cooking. …..Because microwaved chicken nuggets were a suitable meal……oh Lord, cooked in plastic trays none-the -less! Although, I didn’t pay attention to the fat content, I usually cooked something that had a veggie, and it usually involved chicken because I wasn’t so much of a red meat eater. The meals were actually quite wholesome. The real kicker was that I was too tired to fight a picky eater so when my oldest son would complain or refuse to try anything, I just cooked him nuggets or fries while we ate the vegetables! It is very hard to not be too hard on myself. But that was definitely the WRONG way to go.
It would still be several years before I would start seeing the light, but I did start rekindling my love of gardening. Unfortunately, apartment patios and containers were not the best environment for me or my plants to grow. It took an act of desperation to help me see that my lifestyle was not working for me. It mainly took a nasty break up and loosing everything to help me return to my roots and relearn the basics.
In my next post, I shall delve into murky depths of my despair turning into a monumental growth of spirit when I have to suck it up and move back home as a 30 year old single mom.
In the mean time. I started another blog on beautiful basics. This one is co-authored with my super BFF Kinundra. It’s called Enuff of the Fluff and it is about our journey into weight loss and exercise. I also made a big decision to use cloth diapers and you can read all about this adventure here. I have also been exploring other avenues in my emerging creative business in Wenderflonia. Life is good and I am letting the pieces fall where they may. I hope to keep up the blogging next week however I am making a well needed trip back to my parent’s house. My mother is in desperate need of some grand baby holding time, and I am happy to oblige. Problem is that, being so far out in the county, the internet is very limited.
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