Love and Strawberries..

Every time I go a long time without writing, it takes me a long time to think of how to start. Losing my dad knocked the wind out of me and every day since then, I have been learning how to stand again. The funeral has since come and gone, I have finally accepted it and now I’m figuring out how to navigate life while missing a part of me..

So it’s a Friday night, I just finished watching a cheesy romcom on Netflix and I wanted a snack. I opened my fridge and this pack of strawberries stared back at me. Some time last year, early on in the summer I bought a pack of strawberries from the grocery store. When I got home and had some, they were divine. Plump, fresh and delicious. I devoured the whole pack immediately and made a mental note to pick up some more and I did but it wasn’t the same.

This new pack was the same brand as the one before, looked the same, felt the same but they were so sour they made my eyes water. I tried the rest, hoping for one one piece to surprise me but I was sorely disappointed. Every time since, whenever I go to the store and strawberries are in season, I buy a pack without fail and I go home in anticipation that they’ll be as sweet as that one pack but every time without fail they’ve been sour.

So for the past year or so, I have been in this random cycle of going to the store, hoping for sweet strawberries, going home in anticipation and sighing in disappointment every time. Sometimes, I get one or two semi sweet ones in the pack but never like that one from last summer. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m going on about strawberries but I have a point I promise. So I finish my movie and reached for the pack of berries, rinsed some and headed to my bed. I forgot them on my bedside table for about an hour and absentmindedly reached for one and popped it in my mouth. I was not prepared for the burst of sweetness that I experienced and well I’m just going to be honest, I screamed and danced a little. After countless packs of disappointing and sour berries I finally found sweetness again.

The whole pack didn’t disappoint, I’m actually eating the last of it as I type this post. I kept buying these berries even when I knew they were going to be sour, I stubbornly kept believing that one day they’d be sweet. So I guess my point is; I was talking to my friend last week and I told her that I might be giving up on my dreams for an epic romance buttttttt alas, I just might hang in there. I found my sweet strawberries again so who knows? Love just might be around the corner..

“I might have to wait, I’ll never give up
I guess it’s half timing and the other half’s luck
Wherever you are, whenever it’s right
You’ll come out of nowhere and into my life” – Micheal Bubble