As I sit here eating the spaghetti I made for dinner, I remember when I was little and hearing my mom say we were going to have spaghetti for dinner. It was the most fabulous idea, very exciting.............. yipee! scetti, yum...
I hardly every eat spaghetti, never order it when I go out to eat, and hardly ever make it. Though I have been making it more lately, a modified version of course. No meat and lots of chunky veggies. Oh, and no spaghetti, it's linguini now.
What happened to those days? Is plain old spaghetti not good enough for me anymore? I don't know. My diet is much different than it used to be. It's as though my perception has changed and I see food in a new light. I mean I have nothing against the food I was raised on, it was the food my mother thought was best for me and it was the way she had been raised.
It seems as though so much has changed in one generation. If I have kids, I feel they would be raised in such a different way. Though the core things would be there, hopefully, like love, support, etc. I just feel like my perspective, the way I approach the world, and my beliefs have diverged greatly from my upbringing.
But there was not a significant world event, or societal change I endured. I was confronted with a few major life events early on but I do not see the correlation between these and my present perspectives. I feel like one of the hippies in the 60's with very conservative parents. Maybe I'm leading my own revolution.... it's just I have yet to figure out what it is.
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