This morning, I opened my container of cherries….it was a eclectic bunch…..full of weird little faces and heart shapes and twins and strange little “noses” ….I had never seen a pack of cherries quite the same…..
Each had its own little personality……..so much so, I felt bad eating them. It was like an episode of Tales from the Darkside, many years ago. The girl felt empathy for all the fruits and vegetables on her counter…..so much so, she eventually sewed her mouth shut so as not to hurt them.
My cherries gave me a smile……especially the twins and hearts and the tiny baby hearts. So comical and poignant…..today would have been my parents’ 77th wedding anniversary. Life isn’t always a bowl of perfect cherries……..some have bumps and bruises and some get overtaken by mold and lose their sweetness…..
But today’s cherries brought a smile. Cherries contain a powerful pain reducing ingredient, especially for those whose joints bear the bumps and bruises of life. Each day of life is unique, each brings moments and messages interpreted solely by the recipient……Some may look upon these cherries and see all the imperfections….I think they were the perfect bowl of smiles. My cherries packed a double force….pain relief for joints and smiles for the heart.
Did we eat them……..yes, except for the tiny baby heart ones……they are sitting in a row on my kitchen counter, enjoying life for as long as nature permits, before the mold sets in and their sweetness is gone………. Life, indeed, is like a bowl of cherries……magickal each day if you focus on the fruit and not the pits…….or the roses and not the thorns. Enjoy it…..before time and mold creep in.
Shirl…….”The Roses and Thorns of Life”