Be The Avocado

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This old gal…

Has been a little…irri…table…as those daughters of mine would call it…not sure why…heat…hormones…not enough shut eye…typically not one to be snappy…things tend to slide off the old back…but recently…that edge is there…lurking in the recesses of the mind…not reaching the lips…but there…nonetheless…

And so it was…this husband of mine frying steak…his crabby wife…in charge of the side dish…him cutting an onion to sauté…when he’s asked to set back a small amount…to mix…with the avocado…the chunk is handed over…a thank you offered up…his reply…de nada…corazon…and just like that…the prickly heart of this old gal…softened…

Don’t speak Spanish…but this much…was understood…you’re welcome…sweetheart…sweetheart…that word on the end…making crabby me…crabby or not…feel loved…irri…table me…like that chopped onion on the plate…pokey…stinky…has a little bite…but mix it with that avocado…those edges soften…the stink…not so stinky…

And so…a de nada…goes out…to those avocados of mine…my Mr…daughters…BFFs…those special people…who soften those prickly days…this old gal…appreciates you…and promises that next time…she will…

Be…the avocado…
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And this family of mine…agrees…