After recently being inspired to improve on my battle with gluten, this weekend included a bountiful journey to Whole Foods. For some reason in the past I have stayed distant from this house of pleasure - never again. Aisles upon aisles of gluten free goodies. Bountiful produce. Butchers available for what ever you crave. It is a little like stepping into heaven, or what I imagine heaven to be.
A cart full of deliciousness. Fresh soft pretzels for my boys to eat. The giggle of Paul as he explores and experiences everything the shelves have to offer.
Coming home. Bags too heavy to carry. Unpacking them is like an amazing present. Each item a gift. Excitement for the possibilities they hold.
Being able to fill a cart full of things that will not hurt me and that will help in my recovery creates an amazing sense of calm. It makes the self discipline all the easier. And the cooking adventures even more exciting.
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