Sometimes I can’t believe that my life has been so cushioned that I’ve never experienced real hunger. Sure, I’ve fasted sometimes, been sick, but I’ve always had access to food. What a blessed life! It’s only natural to have an instinctive fear of being hungry–we are dependent on nourishment, but I have twenty-nine years experience of abundance. A little hunger isn’t going to kill me! Since becoming a stay-at-home mom my food is even more accessible. My fridge is practically within arm’s reach 24/7.  I’m just now realizing how much I like being truly hungry before a meal. It helps that I’ve been trying to eat exactly what I want. Grabbing some dry cookies because they’re sitting there is so much less appealing than waiting a bit for some warm lasagna that I’m going to really enjoy. I’m actually starting to enjoy the sensation of hunger rather than fear it.  It’s great to look forward to a meal!