Day 71 ❦ Give What Comes Naturally

Day 71 ❦ Give What Comes Naturally

It might be because I was born an Italian Grandmother, but I love to feed people. The more the merrier and when I am not feeding people, I am wondering what my friends and family are eating. Sometimes I am wondering what they are eating because I cook vicariously and enjoy hearing what they are cooking and eating, and sometimes it is simply because I know that they are struggling and I like to figure out how I can support my friends and family who are hungry.

In an earlier post I talked about what it was like to be a child standing out in front of my house with all of my belongings on my back because we had just been evicted, but I have not talked about what it is like to be a child and be hungry, and I mean really hungry where a package of Starburst candies can be magically turned into 3 meals - enough to get me through an entire day, or turning an onion into lunch and dinner became a skill so we could go to bed with something in our stomachs. While I know we were not starving like the children I see in Africa or Nicaragua, that gnawing feeling that comes from having nothing to eat,