Food speaks to people. People of every race and nationality. There is just something about FOOD that can bring people together…and bring comfort at the same time. Food is my love language. It’s how I show love to others…and it’s how others show love to me.
After the birth of Ruth Ann, we received an abundant outpouring of love from friends and family in the form of food. At 3 weeks in, I still hadn’t touched ANY of my freezer meals. But, this wasn’t always the case. After one of my births, we were at a different place in life and hardly received anything – I felt all alone and on my own.
And I’ve seen that same sentiment shown from others on Instagram when I talk about giving food in times of need:
-No one ever brings me anything.
-I was all alone after my birth and had to do it all myself
-No one sends sympathy gifts any more
-People are too busy to help
I’m issuing a mandate to you all – let’s see how many people this year that we can bless with food.
Yeah, you heard me…food. Everyone needs food. It’s a universal need and mostly a universal love. [Read more…]