ad·dict

/ˈadikt/

an enthusiastic devotee of a specified thing or activity.

My co-worker just opened a package of crackers next door and now I cannot work. I am so distracted by the thought of eating an entire sleeve of Ritz or saltines or box of Cheez-its or Bretons or Triscuits. All I have is an apple, AND I AM NOT SATISFIED.

The realization that I am not only addicted to crackers, but also the SOUND of cracker packaging…I have a problem. Yes, I could eat the entire sleeve of just about any type of cracker in one sitting. Put me on a deserted island and give me ONE food to eat the rest of my life? Potatoes would be #1, but crackers are a close #2, because they are the best substitute for CHIPS.

(sigh) Hello, my name is Rhonda, and I am an addict.

I am grateful for crackers and chips and all things potato or bread.

I am grateful for evidence of weight loss at the doctor’s office, but I am not grateful for the DEPRIVATION.

I am grateful for such a pleasant evening on the front porch with granddaughter and son doing nothing but talking about nothing in particular. It might become a favorite memory.

I am grateful Split found a comfortable place to lounge and granddaughter caught her in the act.

I am grateful for conviction to do better, be better, and the reminder to never look down on someone unless I am admiring their shoes.

I am grateful for access to healthcare.

I am grateful for a-okay bloodwork.

I am grateful for thunder, lightning, the smell and sound of rain, and a lunar eclipse.

I am grateful for John 8:3-7.

And I am grateful for cat smiles.