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Bedtime Stories Episode #5 Fall & my thoughts about the Asparagus

Growing up my mom would always try to let us try new food and I don’t always fancy new food, specially not vegetables. The very first time I tried asparagus soup I hated it. Well hate can be a very strong word but as a kid you either love something or hate it, right?

Later in my life I started being more adventurous with food, trying new dishes and learning about different cuisines. I soon came across the asparagus that I “hated” at one point in my life and thought should I give it another chance? Maybe it wouldn’t taste as bad, or maybe it will, then I wouldn’t have to be guilty about hating it all this time.

I said what the heck, I’ve never heard of any deaths by asparagus, so I took a small bite of the green spring vegetable. I was not surprised that I didn’t exactly like it but I was thrown off by the thought that I don’t particularly hate it either. 

So now I’m torn, and couldn’t make up my mind on whether loving it or hating it. I wonder how quickly I was able to process this decision as a small child and couldn’t do so as a grown up.

It just occurred to me that there are a lot of other things that leave me stumped  just like my confusion over my feelings for liking or loathing this herbaceous, perennial plant. 

Simple things that I find puzzling, like why I love green mangoes but can’t stand the scent of ripe ones. Why I find myself drawn to the moon but hate the tides...why I try so hard to be loved by many when all that matters is for the people I love to love me back.

Like in your case, I still can’t decide if I should continue to like you or start despising you. But it really isn’t that simple, nothing is really black and white when it comes to loving you, there are a million other shades that leave me more confused. Yet I needed to choose, for my sanity’s sake I had to choose.

And I chose to not be confined in either being black or white. I chose to be lost in the swirl of so many daunting colors so much that they overwhelm me. Sometimes it can be too much that it starts to hurt. Then I had to remind myself that I chose this. Unlike the asparagus that I may never really know if I like or detest, YOU I have chosen to love regardless of all the perplexity and complications that come along with choosing to love you.