I didn’t plan it to work out like this, but the timing wound up being pretty serendipitous for us to get together on this day to catch up.
And I have to say, I am ridiculously excited to get back together after far too long apart.
It’s possible things could go poorly and I’ll end up regretting it in the end, but I really don’t think that will be the case. In fact, I’m pretty sure once reunited – we will never again separate.
At least, not if I have anything to say about it.
You see, it really wasn’t my choice for us to split up in the first place. I went along with it, because I was told it was for the best. I accepted that some time apart might be necessary for me to truly assess the effect this past love was having on my life. And I agreed, because I’m eager to please like that. But after spending the requisite 6 weeks apart, I no longer care what my naturopath says. I’ve followed her rules and done my time, and tomorrow:
I am going to reunite with my cheese.
That’s right ladies and gentlemen. I’ve been doing the elimination and reintroduction diet Dr. Naturopath implored me to complete since the first of the year. I have reintroduced gluten and peanuts and walnuts all with no issues at all. Garlic and yeast and soy and citrus however, were all a different story. My lips swelled (seriously), my face broke out in some eczema type reaction (which has never happened before in my life), my joints flared (like a little old lady out in the cold), and it hurt to pee (no joke). After being so sure that I had absolutely no food allergies at all and that this entire test was a joke, I can honestly now say that I was wrong. I have some pretty clear reactions to certain foods.
But with Dairy – I am determined to make it work. Not that I really have any say at all over what I will and will not react to, but I do have a say in whether or not I choose to pay attention to those reactions.
And with Dairy, I’m pretty sure that no matter what – I’m going to choose to ignore.
Garlic and I are going to have a few talks as well, because if I’m being honest – I just can’t see a lifetime of avoiding that old temptress either.
I’m thinking too far ahead though. All that matters is tomorrow. And tomorrow, on the day of love, I am going to be reunited with my cheese.
Don’t be jealous.
