Written for Daily Post
Coming home from school for our holidays usually meant ransacking the cupboards in search for whatever goodies mummy had stocked up for us. I guess everyone got tired of my bad manners of emptying the cupboards before they got a thing so them ganged up against me.
While it hurt for starters, I learned the virtue of sharing.
Fast forward, with children and many responsibilities around me, I do not think that I live to eat anymore. Rather, I eat to live.
If there is an awesome meal some miles away from me, the first question is, “can I afford it?” Then the other thing is, “can I enjoy it with the children running up and about?” If the answers are negative, then I am better off staying in the comfort of my home.
OH life, how fast our priorities change. Nonetheless, I would not trade what I have learned and gained over the years for the freedom to hop from one place to another.
I LOVE YOU MY DEAR FAMILY