Last night I cooked dinner for myself.
For some, cooking is a necessity. If they don’t cook, the family does not eat. For others, it’s a thing they do because they always have, or somebody has to do it and they do a pretty darn good job of it.
In this age of fast food, ready-to-eat food and restaurants on every corner, a person such as I really does not have to cook unless I choose to.
As I stirred the black beans and corn into the skillet sizzling with peppers and onions, I thought about my choosing to do this thing for myself, and it occurred to me: Cooking for me is an act of self-love.
I didn’t have to cook. I have prefab vegan meat-like thingies in the freezer. I could pop the top on a can of soup.
But I want to eat healthier. One of my resolutions for the new year is to move my diet away from the processed and to eat more home-cooked foods. That means planing menus and shopping. It means setting aside time on the weekend to cook as well as in the evening. It means prepping the crock pot in the morning before I head out to work.
None of this will happen if I don’t love myself. As a woman, especially as a woman of a certain size, I’m constantly bombarded with the message that I’m not good enough. So to counter-act all the outside noise with loving gestures such as feeding myself good food is one more way I tell the outside world to piss off! I AM TOO worthy of my love and loving care.
Yes, all of this food is vegan. That’s another thing I do for myself. I decided to go back to a vegan diet to lower my cholesterol, and a plant-based diet along with increased physical activity is the best way for me to make that happen.
What are you doing different this year to take care of you?