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Andrea from Sgt and Mrs Hubs
Food is my love language.
That sounds funny, doesn't it? But, it's true. I can not throw just any food at my children or my husband and call it good. It goes against my nature. When I make a meal, it is with my whole heart. I invest myself in the food I prepare. One of the greatest joys of my life is making big, glorious, healthful meals that we, as a family, can share together. It's my way I saying: you, Eve; you, Judah; you, Eliza; you, Daniel... You are important to me and I love you.
This way of showing love can extend far beyond the nuclear family.
I took an idea that Sandy had talked about on her blog awhile back, the idea of bringing a meal to her child's teacher once a week (Sandy shared the responsibility with friends), and ran with it. I have been delivering a meal to my daughter Eve's kindergarten teacher once a week, each week of this school year. Because I love her. And I want her to know she is deeply appreciated.
Such a simple act, yet it conveys love and care.
Yesterday I found out my neighbor was sick.
Her husband is TDY and she has four kids. That evening I walked down to her house and delivered some homemade yogurt, homemade granola, a few peanut butter balls, some probiotics, and a "feel better" brownie. Just a simple way of investing in her life and letting her know I want to help carry the load.
Have you noticed that food has a way of connecting us in a way that not much else can?
I have had more wonderful times sitting around a friend's table than I can count. I have memories of big family meals, bursting with jokes and laughter. My little family's tradition of Dessert For Dinner during the summer months will be a treasure my kids can reminisce over when they are all grown up.
Daniel and I have invested in single airmen, soldiers, and college students especially remember the international students) lives by bringing them into our home to share in our Thanksgiving meal and festivities. How impactful for young children to see this simple act of reaching out! Bridge the gap... Bring food to a friend, a new neighbor, your child's classroom, a lonely shut-in. Don't worry about being fancy and there doesn't need to be a special reason, either.
Sometimes the "just because..." times mean the most.
I want my food to nurture and bring health.
It's interesting to me that viewing food as a means of showing love has also changed the value I place on what we eat. Thinking of food in this way causes me to stop and contemplate what it is we are actually eating. Where did this food come from? What is it made up of? What is the purpose? How will eating this affect my body?
What I am asking you to do today is broaden your view.
Think more deeply about food and how it can be used to invest, show love, convey care, and unite. I mean, after all, everyone has to eat! We might as well put the extra effort in to make it meaningful and to have purpose. And if you don't eat meals together as a family, achieving this should become a priority. Start out small, with one meal a day. I think you will be pleasantly surprised to see the radical change in the way your family relates.
And, just because I have an insatiable curiosity... please tell me two things.
What is your love language?
Do you eat your meals together as a family?
Andrea is a very happy Active Duty Air Force wife to Daniel and stay at home mom to Eve, Judah, and Eliza. She loves Jesus, photography, cooking, and chocolate pudding. She hates spiders, having a stuffed up nose, and stepping on prickers.
Andrea overuses commas on a daily basis at Sgt and Mrs Hub. But I don't care, because I think she is one talented mama who shares a lot of love. So head on over and pay her a visit!
PHOTO CREDITS: Andrea!