My Magic Carpet Ride
The VCR clicks and clacks as we slide in an old home video. I sit with my family on a couch and am immediately transported to a time I can only remember with visual assistance. I see a small, toe headed, round cheeked Morgan crawling in a onesie. My parents laugh and without missing a bit they fill in the missing holes like a director adding commentary to a blockbuster film. They remind me how important food was to me. I learn food was so important to me that I used to stick