You are deserving of...deliciousness

And not just next Thursday ;)

Deliciousness is a word I use a lot these days. I use it when my six year old forgets that he "doesn’t like kisses" but smooshes his face into mine. I use it when I’m burning hot and finally sit in front of the cool wind of a fan. I use it when my 8 lb dog curls up in my lap and starts to snore like he's been working all the live long day. I use it when the weather is beautiful but I also use it when its gross and dark and rainy and perfect for taking a nap- delicious. I use it to describe the powerful feeling I have after working out and the warmth of my husbands hand wrapped around mine and the sweet texts I receive from family. I use it to describe my friend's laughter and the ink of a good pen and the light of a single candle. The feel of paperback books are delicious and so is the feeling of being completely lost in a story. All so delicious.

I think I love this word, because I am desperate for deliciousness to live beyond my taste buds.

When I get something really good to eat and my taste buds light up, I sometimes do a little happy dance before picking up the next forkfull. My whole body participates in the happiness of my tongue. And I guess I’m hoping the opposite can be true. That deliciousness can be sensed all over.

I want deliciousness for you in the covers that wrap you up at night.

I want deliciousness in the way people lovingly say your name.

I want deliciousness when the smell of leaves hits you or the warmth of a fire offers you peace.

I want deliciousness for you every day. In a world that often makes a case against our experience of pleasure, I believe that Black people, that women, that members of the LGBTQ community, that those who are old or disabled or thick or sick or in any way marginalized- that our bodies deserve deliciousness - I want deliciousness for you. 

So tell me/us… what does deliciousness mean to you? Do you believe you are deserving of it (you know how I feel!)

Full of deliciousness,

Austin