My cell phone died today. It stopped holding a charge. I was able to charge it for just a few minutes of power and retrieve anything that might have been sent to it.
Sometimes I think the Universe is on my side. And I think my phone broke for a reason.
When I was little, I really hated mint. Of all flavors. Despised it. We held a grudge, mint and I. I used Sesame Street toothpaste Tutti Fruity flavored toothpaste til I was like 11, I think, for goodness sake.
But here I sit, sipping tea (WHAT? I don't even like tea!?) and it has hints of lemongrass and spearMINT. (And it is calming and tasty.) (...But I did add sugar and milk).
Sometimes the things we thought we hated, we just, well, maybe we didn't know them or give them a chance. Maybe we didn't know ourselves enough.
But sometimes, the Universe breaks things for a reason.
