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“I don’t care! You have to eat something, Mom!” I had to be firm. My mom could be slippery about these things.
For whatever reason, my mom felt she needed to lose some weight. So that’s what she did. And then some. Eventually, I had to step in. I told her, “I don’t care! You have to eat something, Mom!” So that’s what she did. And then some. More than I could muster. And then some more after that. I truly think it was the best thing for her. Or maybe it was the best thing for me. Truly the best.
In hopes of remedying my mom’s serious food shortage at her house, I drove us to the supermarket.
Up and down each aisle, there we were, dawdling along.
“Mom, how ‘bout this?” “Or this?” “Or how ‘bout this?” I said, holding up whatever I thought my mom might like to eat.
“I don’t know, Jules. Kind of processed, don’t you think?” “I don’t know, Jules. Kind of sweet.” “I don’t know, Jules. Kind of bland, don’t you think?” my mom said, scrunching up her cute little face each time.
“Oh! I know!” She took off.
No way! Did my mom actually think of something she wanted to eat?
When I caught up to her, she was like a child, running up and down the breakfast food aisle, going through all the sugary cereals, which, to me, was a relief. I couldn’t think of anything better to help put some much-needed pounds back on her gaunt little frame.
Then my heart sank when I noticed my mom sort of stalled out at a missing cereal. This whole wall of cereal and my mom wanted the one that was missing.
“No Fruitopia…” my mom said, confounded.
“Huh? Seriously?” I said, equally, if not more confounded. “But Mom, I’m confused, I thought you hated Fruitopia Surprise?”
“I do, but… It’s your favorite.”