Comfort Food

I remember watching tv shows where people share their stories about how their weight crept up on them over time without them realizing it. Sitting on our couches on the outside looking in, that seems impossible, right? How did someone NOT see that extra 100, 200, 300 pounds wrapping around their arms, legs and abs? How did they not notice that they no longer fit into any of their clothes? I am very fortunate that I didn't hit such an extreme point, but I really do understand how that happens.

In the midst of the cleanse, a man close to my heart who helped raise me passed away of cancer. I was such a mess at that age. One of the worst attitudes of any teenager I knew at the time. But somehow he saw something - a flicker of hope maybe?

After I got the message that he was gone, I sat on my couch crying. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do. The only thing that I thought could console me would be a brownie sundae. Life's elixor - the very fountain from which happiness is born. With ice cream, a warmed rich chocolate brownie with a cherry on top. ooooohhhhhh yeah. Now mind you these were all the thoughts that raced through my mind in under a minute as I panicked and tried to figure out how to cope.

I didn't reach out for culinary comfort. But I did finally 'get' the concept of comfort food like never before.