Consolation prize

I went to get a committment for a life together but came back with a jar of organic honey instead. 

My heart was broken and I tried to stick it back together, first with masking tape then with super-glue. I raged at the universe, threw a tantrum before god. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t smile, couldn’t laugh. Couldn’t talk about it. Couldn’t let it go. Couldn’t see what was in my blind spot – all the reasons why not!

This is all the honey that is left and I keep it to remind myself that I cannot bend anything to my will, that everything is at it should be. And I got the sweet deal, after all. And I thank the universe for this every other day.

There, I said it out loud, at last. Eight years later.