My Sad Morning

This morning I felt sad and unhappy. I looked at my life here in the nursing home with a lowering feeling. I faced a day of eating meals that were challenging to me. I was subject to the whims of the cook who made these meals, and I had no input on how he made them. I’m longing for savory meals, Asian cuisine and other dishes from around the world. I can’t get excited about the food they prepare for us here. I’m tasked with eating my fill of food they serve. I hope every day for tasty food. Yesterday I was disappointed with my lunch and dinner. I don’t remember what I ordered for lunch and dinner today. I’m feeling depressed. I hope that I can cope with living here until I get back my weight. I’m thinking of whether I can live outside of these four walls. This is my hope. I will pray for the day I live away from here with my Dad.