|The best apple fritter in Oklahoma City|
I've been dreaming about an apple fritter all week and today was the day to indulge my craving. The teenage counter girls were smiling and ready to serve when I walked into my favorite neighborhood donut shop. I was a little late for work, but glad that I missed the morning rush.
The glass case was nearly empty "Ah man, you're out of my apple fritters?" I whined as I bent down slightly, to peer into the abyss of empty plastic trays littered with the sprinkle debris and sugar glaze crumbs. Apologetically the clerk answered "Well we have one left but it's broken." I eagerly cheered "Yay I'll take it! I'm gonna break it anyway when I eat it, I don't care!"
The counter girl cheerfully bagged my broken fritter as her coworker told me that the customer before me wanted two fritters, but once he saw that one was broken he didn't want it. I said, he's stupid! She giggled and agreed "It was meant to be yours!"
My donut gal casually added 4 bonus donut holes to my bag. I knew she wouldn't charge me for those; her Mom always puts an orange glazed donut in my bag because she remembers that I love them. Now you know why it's my favorite donut shop.
Driving to work, I savored my donut holes, like they were the appetizer for my breakfast. I wondered how many experiences we'd miss if we accepted only the 'perfect ones', especially the people and relationships in our lives. Everyone's cracked, misshapen, broken in some way and to me, those are the most intriguing parts of us. That's where we find our commonalities if we're tolerant enough to love despite the imperfections...especially our own.
I'm thankful for the people in my life who care about me, even if I'm a little crumpled and dinged up. And when they're brave enough to share the dents and scratches from their life's journey, I know we'll help each other get through this crazy life.
I've been there. I know how you feel.
Can you help me figure this out? We'll get through it together.
You're not alone. Forgive yourself.
Rose Marie B, (broken) Fritter Lover