It was a cold afternoon, compared to the balmy winter weather we’ve had. I got out of work early and was going shopping with my Mom, to pick up a few groceries to help her out.
While on the way out the door, I was feeling especially lazy and didn’t want to make the fifteen minute walk in the cold, trying to convince her to take an Uber to the grocery store that I would pay for. She was determined however, not to spend her money on that, at least not without a car load of groceries to justify taking it back home. It’s one of those moments where you know you have nothing to complain about, but you just can’t help but want to curl up under the blankets, yet life and responsibilities have other plans for your day.
I didn’t make a huge deal of it, because I knew that it was a short walk but for a moment I thought to myself, “Is this really a battle I’m wanting to fight right now?
The answer was an unequivocal, “No.”
We were making our way to the store when an out of place leaf, most of which were blown from their trees months earlier, blew into my path and landed on the sidewalk in front of me in a perfect heart shape.
It reminded me that I had no reason to feel any kind of grumpy and instead it allowed me to release and let go of feeling disgruntled about the weather or my walking in it. At least I CAN walk in it, I thought to myself.
The best part was that those groceries were I’m sure, served up to make some amazing meals, which is such a sacred act unto itself, let alone the act of giving thanks for, and cooking with food.
Food nourishes the body and the hearts nourish the soul and if I can share those two things in abundance, I’ve got a lot to be grateful for.