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Growing up in a Southern family, big meals were the norm. Every meal for my nuclear family of four provided enough food for eight. Each Sunday, when we drove to my grandmother’s home for lunch, there was more than enough food. 1． Having more than enough was a generous and affectionate act; having too little conveyed almost a moral failing.

2． When having only another couple over for dinner, I’d make more food than the four of us could finish. My wife always asked me to make less both to save money and because our tiny fridge could hold only so many leftovers. 3．

When I lost my job, though, my handling of extra food suddenly hit a barrier. 4． However, I then quickly went back to my former state of needing to cook much when I landed another job.

But instead of cooking a lot and then simply eating the leftovers, I had a new solution that worked well with my belief in showing love through food: 5． Several of my friends lived alone, didn’t like cooking or had lost jobs too, so bringing them food helped not only me but also them in a practical way.

Such a small act can bring large amounts of joy to anyone in these hard times. And in unfavorable situations, it’s an act that allows us to develop friendship and show love while we must, still, remain apart.