Yesterday was my twenty-six wedding anniversary. It boggles my mind to think about being married for that many years, but I am.
Hubby and I got a babysitter, (Thank you Susan!) and went out to the Mona Lisa fondue restaurant for dinner. It is a wonderfully romantic place where you eat four courses and drink lots of wine.
Years ago I was a pretty strict vegetarian. And a chocoholic. I would stick my nose up at meats and gobble chocolate until every last drop of sauce was licked from the plate.
Maybe it is age or wisdom or a mellowing of attachment to beliefs, but now I’ll eat an occasionally piece of meat and leave chocolate on the plate.
Last night I enjoyed the dinner. Fish, chicken, meats and sausage were all grilled and enjoyed with dipping sauces. I blessed the food and didn’t feel guilty about eating meat. I still believe that for the most part we should honor animals, and for our health eat less meat. But I don’t have to be evangelistic whipping myself into a frenzy and glaring at meat eaters.
And I’m happy to say that I also enjoyed some lovely milk chocolate dipping sauce, but I wasn’t compelled to eat more than a few bites.
It is a wonderful feeling to let go of addiction.
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