I am like superman. Well, I wish I was like superman. Who wouldn’t want to fly, lift heavy things and basically have a pretty easy life playing the good guy all the time? No, I’m like superman in that I have my kryptonite.
Mine is called gluten. And in this season of the year, I pretend it won’t hurt me. And then I am in a world of hurt. Stomach wrenching pain hurt. I swear, on my deathbed, that I’ll give it up, that I won’t touch that stuff. BUT then again, I have just one bite, eat one piece and BOOM!, kryptonite.
See, you’d think I’d learn the lesson. But that’s how many things are in my life. I have kryptonite in many areas of my life. It has different names. Yes, gluten is a big one but so is selfishness, easy frustration, an unorganized room (oh, that one really sets me off!)….
When I’m suffering the consequences of doing something really stupid or inconsiderate or just plain tactless, I swear I will never do it again. But then it creeps up and BOOM, I’ve done it again.
I’m learning in this journey of life. I haven’t got it figured out but at least trying to stay away from my kryptonite, gluten and all that junk inside me as well. It’s not easy but then again, anything worth doing in life is not easy.
I was born in Jos, Nigeria many years ago. I spent the next nineteen years living in Liberia, Kenya and Ethiopia.
Thanks for the Alaska push…. I needed that.
This post that you wrote, I absolutely could have written myself. Gluten. My evil enemy. My absolute love of my life.
I can absolutely relate. I had that stomach ache tonight, in fact.
Ugh. I get so frustrated with myself.
Great to “find” you!