AS A CHILD I GREW UP IN THE CHURCH
Not literally but when it came to holidays and maybe once a month on Sunday. I loved Christmas because of the gifts and getting dressed up every Easter wearing my best clothes, going on egg hunts when I was younger and to the carnivals as I got older. My family was not very strict religious folk but our faith in God could never be broken. I remember every night getting on my knees at the side of the bed and praying with my mother and brother. “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep, if I should die before I awake, I pray the lord my soul to take.” But then I would see my father get down on a rug with his face to the floor… I never questioned him.
Growing up I lived the average low income american lifestyle. I don’t blame being low income for everything but it was definitely the main reason I was taught to eat the way I do or did (Still, lot’s of progress needs to be made). I’m an east coast girl, Philly to be exact. Home of the cheese-steaks. Damn, I miss them! Continue reading