There is something oddly thrilling about having food in your cupboards. Usually I think, "Shoot, what the heck am I going to eat?" and then not eat at all because either nothing sounds appetizing or I literally don't have any food. But today I went grocery shopping and all day thoughts have been popping into my head like, "Oh! I could eat a sandwich for dinner. Or mashed potatoes and gravy! Oh, and I have apples and miniature bananas. Mmm, bananas. And yogurt!"
Apparently I'm a simpleton, because I find such great happiness in the simplest of things.
We better be able to eat in heaven, or eternity is gonna be really boring. ;o)