Death by Pizza

There is a local pizza place that has a pizza called "Death by Pizza" and it has just about every topping you can order on it. Phil loves it, but I think that there are so many toppings, I can't seem to enjoy each flavor....there is just too much going on.

I had a pizza epiphany not too long ago...my life is a "Death by Pizza" There is so much going on...I can't enjoy each flavorful day. And what's worse (yes, worse, gasp!) I have, in a way, viewed my family as a big ol' overloaded pizza and have stopped enjoying each person and their individual flavor.

I have found that the real struggle with having many kids is not that there is not enough love to go around, there is not enough "awe" to go around. Each of my kids has a lot of flavor to add, some maybe too much flavor (ahem...Gwendolyn) and as difficult as it may be, I must distinguish each flavor and enjoy each and every one of them - not view them as one big blob of flavors.

Okay, let's be honest...this blog post is really weird. I am either really wanting pizza (like the one pictured above which is my very own invention: Jalapeno Popper Pizza - YUMMY!) or I have been in my house too long with the 40 days and 40 nights of rain and am going crazy...I lean towards the latter, seeing that I started my post by saying I had a pizza epiphany...that's scary, call the guys in-the-white-suits talk.