Times of transition seem to take their toll on maintaining healthy routines. This past week I have transitioned from being a mother to being a mother in law. The week leading up to this wonderful event saw me cabbage soup dieting in anticipation of fitting into my suit. The week following this blessed event has seen me bread and cheese dieting to assuage the anxieties and uncertainties that often accompany threats to familiarity. If my lovely daughter’s wedding was the only change blessing my life at present I may not be feeling such anxiety; however, I returned home to see my dear neighbor and walking buddy packing up to move to a distant city (her house is for sure sold); and the weather definitely transitioned from Indian summer to outright prairie like winter—brrrrr; and to top it off I turned 54! How the hell did that happen—I could have sworn I was just 18 yesterday!
For some unknown reason and I’m sure someday I will have a psychobiological explanation for it, food seems to provide the illusion of security and comfort when the world around me is seemingly spinning out of control. Hence, the bread and cheese! Lots of it—and with it, the illusion of home and family; love and comfort; security and peace. Life may be changing and the years flying by, but bread and cheese is still bread and cheese.
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