I wish I could just go and eat. Not think about it. Not have to worry if I can share a drink with Hannah or if anything touches my food. I signed up to bring cookies. Gluten free cookies of course! So I decided to put them in baggies and label them gluten free. And it made me so sad. To think that these might be the only thing I can eat tomorrow. I did it because surely in a church of a couple of thousand people someone else has celiac disease and would appreciate them. But that little voice whispers "everyone is going to look at them and think something is wrong with them, they will not get eaten and you will have wasted your time." I know this isn't the truth but I am tired and worn out.
I bought some special flour. Its called Jules Nearly Normal Flour. What a name to make someone feel un-normal. So I guess I am not normal, I'm just nearly normal.
Sweet friend...I would love to eat your cookies! Is there anything we could bring to the tailgate that you could eat?
ReplyDeleteI am over a year too late, but you are far more nearly normal. You are amazing. Really, it is true.
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