You never do know what you’re going to get … unless the box lid has a diagram that tells you what chocolate is located where. Then you can read the key and pick the perfect chocolate. Of course, the majority of boxes, as Forrest said, have no key. When you get one of those boxes, there is no way to know which chocolate has a cream filling, which has caramel, or which is solid chocolate.
While I find the chocolate box diagram handy for choosing my sweets, I’m not sure I’d want to go through life knowing exactly what came next. All those surprise bouquets my husband brought home to me over the years would be ruined. I’d know they were coming and that would spoil both his joy in the spur of the moment gift and my joy in receiving a gift just because he loved me.
If I knew what was coming in life, I’d have nothing to strive for. Why would I want to spend 20 years of my life trying to get published if I knew it wouldn’t happen until I was 60? Why not just wait until age 58, dash off that book, and get a contract? Easy peasy, right? But if I did that, would I lose all the experiences I gained between the years that honed my craft and made me who I am today as a writer?
It might be nice to know if an illness was on the horizon, especially if it was something I could avoid through better living or exercise. Knowing I might be jobless, or homeless, or have some big tragedy in my life might allow me to be prepared. Knowing my nature, though, I’d probably brood and worry about it until the rest of my existence was destroyed.
I suppose if my life was extra hard, or if I suffered more than the average person, knowing what was coming could be helpful. But on the other hand, would it have caused me to give up instead of solve the problems I faced head on? After all, if a road looks impassable, there’s always the option to just make camp at the road block, not figure a way around, or wait for someone else to clear the way.
No, it’s better, in my opinion, to take one’s good and bad unexpected life issues as they come out of the box—surprises and all.
What about you? Would you want your life box of chocolates labeled?
Beverly Walters is dying, and before she goes she has one wish—to find a groom for her daughter. To get the deed done, Mama enlists the dating service of Jack Somerset, Allison’s former boyfriend.
The last thing corporate-climbing Allison wants is a husband. Furious with Mama’s meddling, and a bit more interested in Jack than she wants to admit, Allison agrees to the scheme as long as Mama promises to search for a cure for her terminal illness.
A cross-country trip from Nevada to Ohio ensues, with a string of disastrous dates along the way, as the trio hunts for treatment and A Groom For Mama.
About the Author:
Multi-award winning author Catherine Castle loves writing, reading, traveling, singing, theatre, quilting and gardening. She’s a passionate gardener whose garden won a “Best Hillside Garden” award from the local gardening club. She writes sweet and inspirational romances. You can find her award-winning Soul Mate books The Nun and the Narc and A Groom for Mama, on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.