The Chew – In The Words of Joel
On the subject of change,
my motor has two speeds: neutral and fifth gear!
I don’t know how to do things slowly. There are only two options available: the first, business as usual, not doing anything, the second, to accelerate with a vision and passion full speed ahead! It is not always easy for my loved ones to accept or understand what is happening. At times change is swift and oh so powerful. I will l let my son. Joel, recount to you in his words (my translation) how it was for him to watch from the sidelines my journey to health.
I am not sure just how insane Mom is; there is definitely something there, but then aren't we all? Being healthy is definitely not my style: I love french fries, a cheeseburger with beer or soda on the side. Absolutely not healthy, but it sure tastes good!
Growing up, my family bought a family size six pack of Coke weekly and ate meals at fast food restaurants regularly: healthy, no, far from it. Even Mom, yes, my mother made us unhealthy meals, even fried schnitzel!
It seems that some years ago the messiah crossed her path or something of the sort because she began to initiate changes: some good and some wanting.
It could be said that:
♦ No One Ever Died Over A Plate Of Vegetables! ♦
But between us, we are intimidated to try new things,especially me. I love the beloved tastes of familiar and don’t like experimenting with all kinds of nonsense!
For better or for worse, Mom began her metamorphosis and began to be preoccupied with sport and healthy cooking. As a teenager, I rebelled against everything. I was exasperated and angry at Mom who always had our best interests at heart.
At times she pushed too much and I lost all desire to experiment and accept new things.
Ultimately, I support (Mom), perhaps I don’t always eat all healthy but I will admit that I am trying: trying to accept and trying to change and most importantly trying to keep my belly at bay!
No, I don’t eat healthy because it is bad to eat something. I want to take care of myself, not because I am scared of getting fat, heaven forbid, but because when I eat salad in the morning,
when I try, one drop at a time, to let some healthy habits seep in, I feel much better. I am not talking about drastic changes…
Even substituting water for soda can be refreshing and thirst quenching.
In any case, living with a healthy mother is not the end of the world: at times nice, at times irritating. In the end remembering that I have only have one mother, beloved at that.
