Staring at the mini cupcakes at the local bakery, one caught my eye. It was a plain little cupcake - nothing more than a pink frosted vanilla next to the other festive selections available. The title read, "Birthday Surprise." I was curious because our littlest is really into those LOL dolls right now - the gift that keeps unwrapping and reveals some little toy that is "ultra rare" or whatever the latest gimmick is.
So I asked the lady behind the counter, "What is the Birthday Surprise? Does it is have something special inside of it?"
She grinned and said, "Well, it does now. It used to have nothing, but the kids were disappointed, so we revised it to offer M&Ms mixed into the batter."
We went back and forth joking about how the former (sans M&M's) birthday surprise cupcake prepared the kids for life - teaching them that the surprise wasn't really anything, how they got all excited about some promised something or other, but ultimately were disappointed.
We laughed about it a bit, then she paused and said, "But they still get the cupcake."
I don't know why that stuck with me, but it did. It spoke loud and clear about how we wish for so much in our short lives, sometimes we get m&ms, and sometimes we get just the cupcake.
Just the cupcake?
Goodness - what if we said we get "just" life? When I was a little girl, I used to thank God that he made me a person instead of an ant. Silly, I know, but there I was, a small child, just grateful for the opportunity, the GIFT, of being. Oh, I wish for lots of things, we all do. But when I close my eyes at night, no matter what surprises I'm given,
I got the cupcake. And it's wonderful.
So I asked the lady behind the counter, "What is the Birthday Surprise? Does it is have something special inside of it?"
She grinned and said, "Well, it does now. It used to have nothing, but the kids were disappointed, so we revised it to offer M&Ms mixed into the batter."
We went back and forth joking about how the former (sans M&M's) birthday surprise cupcake prepared the kids for life - teaching them that the surprise wasn't really anything, how they got all excited about some promised something or other, but ultimately were disappointed.
We laughed about it a bit, then she paused and said, "But they still get the cupcake."
I don't know why that stuck with me, but it did. It spoke loud and clear about how we wish for so much in our short lives, sometimes we get m&ms, and sometimes we get just the cupcake.
Just the cupcake?
Goodness - what if we said we get "just" life? When I was a little girl, I used to thank God that he made me a person instead of an ant. Silly, I know, but there I was, a small child, just grateful for the opportunity, the GIFT, of being. Oh, I wish for lots of things, we all do. But when I close my eyes at night, no matter what surprises I'm given,
I got the cupcake. And it's wonderful.
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