|See the lime basil in the back?|
I had a few non-vegan days along the way this month. Three, I think. And I'm perfectly fine with them. I was either on the road and unprepared, sick, or honoring someone else's wishes (father's day = meat requests). Three out of thirty does not equal failure. It equals life.
With the help of all this clarity of thought, I learned this month that I can make small changes to take better care of myself. And you know the saying . . . about how when mamma's happy, everyone else is happy? Yeah, that. I'm a much better mother and wife when my soul is well-fed. I've been feeding mine with good food, yoga, creative writing, and growing things. It's contagious too. My oldest, once she got past the cheese withdrawal, caught the sewing bug. She is in a constant state of creating or planning some new creation, and I haven't seen her this happy in quite some time.
So . . . we're transitioning. I'm not sure yet what we're transitioning to. I don't know the end goal. Maybe there isn't one. All I know is that I'm taking baby steps and discovering how my body reacts to different foods after not having them for a while. I'm looking out for that fog, and I'm taking care of myself and those around me.
Enjoying a summer of goodness.