I’ve been in a funk for weeks.

The dreaded virus that starts with a C found me on an island trip and decided it’d be my souvenir—whether I wanted it or not.😆

Wave after wave of coughs left my ribs feeling bruised—and that pesky cough is still lingering 3 weeks later.

During this illness, my husband asked, “How is being sick delicious?”

I’ve been determined to find the delicious in every day, but that question stumped me.

Nothing about being sick felt the slightest bit delightful.

I was reminded of a conversation I had with my friends Elisa and Kristen.
We were talking about The Delicious Year concept and how someone even realizes what is scrumptious to them.  And related, how do we get stuck in pickiness when there are so many ways to encounter deliciousness?

EXPOSURE.

It’s all about being exposed to the countless foods, beverages—or emotions and experiences—life is teeming with.

Part of figuring out what smacks you with joy is experiencing the opposite.

→ Tasting expired milk (or artichokes and olives if you’re me)
→ Smelling stinky feet
→ Becoming a mouth breather because your sinuses are so stuffed they might as well be part of the inventory at Build-A-Bear 
→ Holing up in a blanket cave because you’re overcome with acute sadness

👆These experiences suck. But they’ve also helped me get clearer on what I like, what I love, and what brings me joy.

And what you think is delectable someone else might loathe entirely.

Which is part of the WONDER of humanity.

Have the last few weeks included teachable moments for you (aka felt like a grad course in life experiences you’d rather not have again)? Tell me about it in the comments.

For realzz: I haven’t felt like writing the last while because all of life felt trifficult, but then St. Louis was treated to the perfect snowfall, and the glee that filled my heart compelled my fingers to write. ✨ #SnowIsDelicious

#TheDeliciousYear#Exposure