Today I’m thankful for roots.
I’m not talking about a bad dye job,
the jamming band,
or the funky funky blues of Curtis Mayfield’s album
I’m talking about root vegetables!
Onions, carrots, garlic, and potatoes specifically.
Tonight for dinner I wanted to try something different yet familiar.
You know the kind of cooking Mom makes? Well, whatever that dish is, that’s “home cooking” to me. So tonight I comforted myself with a meal I grew up with: meat and potatoes (and carrots, garlic, onions) and memories of meals with my family.
I really love chopping vegetables! It’s such a simple task that naturally allows the mind to wander and wonder. Hence: gratitude for vegetables. (I should also mention how grateful I am that the sautéed pork chop turned out as well as it did. I should’ve marinated it though. A lesson for next time!)
Life’s just a series of little moments…
The more I think about vegetables the more I think about my family and how we always ate dinner at the table — every night — together for 15+ years. The only thing missing tonight are my parents, brother, and their wicked senses of humor. Oh, and a slow-cooker: the preferred method of midwest cooking.
Okay, so maybe I’m just thankful for my roots.
I’ve got one hell of a family. And if they’re reading this post — if you’re reading this Mom, Dad, Daniel —
I love you. I miss you. I think of you every morning, middle, and night. I hope you’re well. I’m okay. I just miss you. That’s all.
Thank you for being so great. You really are — just think of how far we’ve come!
I’m happy we were able to spend time BS-ing at Jesse’s wedding… I still love camping with you guys. When I come back to the States, I look forward to more trips more frequently…
Thank you. For you. Without you, I wouldn’t be here or me or… Just thanks. I love your guts.
What are you thankful today?
* = While putting this post together I got completely sucked into the miniseries (again) — I’m thankful for that, too.
MICHAEL VENSKE is an expert mistake-maker whose faith and enthusiasm cause him to leap without looking. One such jump landed him in China where he’s currently teaching kindness, compassion, and the fine art of physical comedy.
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