Wednesday, January 1, 2014

2013 was like a mango.

That metaphor may be inspired by the fact that I am eating a mango right now, but that doesn't make it any less relevant.

Have you ever peeled and cut up a mango? It takes a while and can be very messy, especially if you want to get as much fruit as possible off that annoyingly-shaped seed. But if it is a ripe mango, the result is morsels of light, refreshing, and heavenly perfection. No exaggeration. (Also, as a bonus, mangoes are healthy too, containing large amounts of Vitamin A, Vitamin C, dietary fiber, and antioxidant. So go eat one today!)

It tastes much better than it looks.

Even if most of the mango is disappointing, a little green, or what have you, if you get one small bite of perfect ripeness, it is all worth it. At least that has been my experience. 

The year 2013 has been like a mango for me. Some frustration, a couple bloody cuts, a good amount of mess to be cleaned up, a little depression or despair, numerous ordinary and unmemorable bites, and several perfect chunks that made the year wonderful. Perhaps the perfect chunks were usually smaller than normal, but they were so lovely that one could have made up for an entire year of disappointments.

I won't bore you with listing events that have happened to me in this past year, but I do wonder if you've experienced the same phenomenon of just a few perfect events making all the mess and scrapes of the year worth it.

I'm planning to have an even better mango of a year in 2014. <-quote of the day?


In Love With Mangoes,
The Purple Writer

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