MARRIAGE IS LIKE A CAN OF EASY CHEESE. ------------------------------------------------------------- TO MY EX-WIFE: THANK YOU FOR BEING AN AWESOME MOTHER AND REMAINING MY FRIEND... At first the cheese wiz is so delicious and the can looks so pretty, the love combo sweeps you off your feet. Never before have your crackers been united with such deliciousness so effortlessly. You love your can of Easy Cheese, and take comfort in letting the Easy Cheese love you - it is yours, you were made for each other, life is glorious. You tell everyone about your new found love and how happy you make each other feel. You buy cans for all your friends. Some, may even share their can with others. You truly love your Easy Cheese, want to be with it all the time, and believe you will be enjoying the fruits of your cheese happily ever after. Slowly though, almost without perception, you notice the can gets lighter. Theres a shift in mass, and a few scratches, maybe a dent or two where the can had been dropped in neglect, or by accident. Bewildered, you wonder if the can is leaking, or worse, is someone else pinching your cheese. Maybe you dont enjoy cheese as often or deeply as you used to. Can the can be fixed, dressed up, repaired, or even refilled? Then unthinkable then happens. As your beloved can of Easy Cheese tries desperately to give you its last bit of delicious cheese wiz goodness ... the can farts on your cracker. Shock, is followed by despair, as the numbness spreads from the can, into your hand, up your arm, and into your heart ... what happened? Doubt then decays into the conscious understanding that life, love and everything that surrounds us is finite as well as dynamic. And with regard to the welfare of mankind, you bow your head at the alter of humanity and accept your place humbly. Realizing youll never get back lost cheese, you look at the empty can of Easy Cheese and find a new way to love it ... or you do not. The can has changed, you have changed, things are not the way they were, or how youd thought they would be. You make a choice to either harbor anger at the empty can, or be thankful for shared cheese, and realize you can still love the can in a different light, and cherish the tasty memories. Irony bestows enlightenment in that maybe Easy Cheese isnt so easy after all.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 16:02:01 +0000
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