I really dislike cooking. Or maybe I dislike the thought of cooking. When I have an idea of what to cook and am in the midst of cooking it, I do enjoy it. But when I'm sitting around, wondering what to make and knowing that supper time is approaching, I start to dread making food. I like doing things on my own time and when I feel like it. However, my daughter wants to eat when she's hungry as do I.
One thing I appreciate so much is that my parents live so close by. Usually, once a week, my mom will call me and invite us for supper. I love that! I don't have to worry about making supper and I get free time because my sister is playing with B. I usually bring a plate of sweets but because I make them when I want to, I usually have lots in the freezer. I appreciate my mom so much.
But while I'm complaining about not liking to make food, someone desperately wants to be fed. We have the money to buy groceries and occasionally eat out, while others do not. Some people would love to be in the situation I'm in - to have boundless meal options and food items and never have to go hungry. We are not impoverished. We are blessed.
Having food and the means to make it and buy it, is a finer thing indeed! (oh, and family to share it with!)