Another highlight from hanging out with Logan at school was lunch. If you remember like I do, school cafeteria food ranks right above brussel sprouts and lima beans. There was one day in the 3rd grade when a lunch table cohort erecting the lost Incan tomb out of mushed peas. Better than eating them, right?
But, there was one meal that was coveted...pizza day! There is just something about those rectangle slices the kept me coming back. Friday being the only day I get a chance to eat with Logan, I have been on a year and a half journey toward pizza day. Last Friday the stars finally aligned and pizza was served on a Friday.
I have to say, I was a little disappointed. Rectangles have become trapezoids and the taste was just not the same as I remembered it from my childhood. I think we have all felt that way at some point in our lives, on some level we want things to stay the same. There is a certain comfort in the familiar.
In this day and age, change happens pretty quickly. Change and progress don't come easy, especially if the change affects us in a way we perceive as negative. How do you deal with change?