An Expression of Love

I always tell people that we feed people in my family that is what we do. Growing up I learned we care for our family by providing nourishing sustenance. Although there were many lessons about this the one I remember most clearly is my grandmother picking me up from school every day for lunch in Junior High. It was a closed campus but I was allowed to leave. I had numerous allergies and it was difficult to find lunch items on the menu I could eat. My grandmother would cook me lunch every day to ensure I had a nutritious lunch that I would enjoy. Years later I have taken a lesson from my grandmother about feeding people you love.

The alarm goes off at 5:30am and my husband gets up. At 6:00am he heads to the shower and I slip out of bed and into my robe. I head to the kitchen and start my coffee brewing. I grab my husband’s lunch box and begin gathering items to make his breakfast and lunch. I started this routine a few months ago when my husband transferred to an inside day position. He came home and told me all his coworker’s took their lunch and he need to get a lunch box. We were out shopping for another item when he spot the minion lunch box and he decided it was perfect. I offered to make his lunch and breakfast for him. I love to cook and it would be an opportunity to ensure he had a nutritious lunch to enjoy. It would also be an expression of love although I didn’t realize it at the time. An expression I learned a long time ago.

My husband’s coworkers always ask him what he does to get me to make his lunch and breakfast. He tells them he doesn’t know but he is going to enjoy it while it lasts.

Even on the days when I have been out dancing and only been asleep for a few hours I roll out of bed and ensure he has lunch and breakfast. I am sure there were days my grandmother didn’t feel much like cooking but she did and I know why.

Because it is as an expression of love. Watching my husband walk out the door in his suit, badge, and gun; toting his minion lunch box packed with food prepared with love makes me smile and warms my heart.

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Published by Katrina Wightman

Who am I? I am a good girl and a wild child all rolled into one. I am a little bit of everyone whose life has touched mine. I have held and hold many roles and titles. I am educated by both life and by halls of advanced education. I am a dreamer of far-flung dreams and a practical person with a firm grasp on reality. I am a human with an abundance of love, curiosity, and hunger.  Above all else I am a helper of my fellow humans who hopes when she leaves this world it is a little better for her having been in it.

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