Comfort Food

We have not been homesick for the majority of the time we have been here. But there are days where we really miss home. Those days usually fall near milestones. Milestones like the birth of a niece, Thanksgiving, and birthdays. I distinctly remember having a rough birthday last year although Becki did all that she could to make my day better. Today is Becki's birthday and it was my turn yesterday to encourage her. She was feeling homesick and I wasn't sure what to do. I sat quietly listening to how she was feeling until I thought of exactly what she needed. She needed food. That makes any situation better. And not just any food, American food. So I worked up the courage to order Papa John's over the phone last night. It was a rousing success. I understood the questions they asked me over the phone. The pizza arrived at our apartment and we enjoyed the garlic breadsticks. I was so pleased with how the delivery worked out, I decided we ought to order more food. I called the frozen yogurt store and once again, understood his questions and placed my order. I even used a coupon. It was another success. And as we followed our pizza with some excellent frozen yogurt, the feelings of homesick-ness left until the next milestone. Thankfully we do not feel homesick too often or we would be much fatter and much poorer.