Skylite!

Where I live we have these tasty summer treats called snowballs. They are not snow cones, they are snowballs. There are little shed type stands open in spring and close in fall all over town. You go to get your crushed up ice with choice of flavor and the amazing marshmallow topping. 

Growing up my family would always stop by the snowball stand on Friday evenings coming home from piano lessons. Occasionally there was a variation in what my dad might order, but usually the order was three spearmints and one skylite. Spearmint is pretty self-explanatory, it was green and minty. I did not like it. I go for skylite- it is a lovely blue that turns your whole mouth the same color, and tastes like a mix of vanilla and blue raspberry. 

I think this was probably an early example in my life, but I've realized I am a very different kind of person than my family members. We are all unique, and I think realizing this is true of each of our stories in some way. I feel like we have to reckon with that as we figure out what our path looks like versus what those closest to us might choose in our situation. And honestly, I don't think I realize how hard that is. Separating and really listening to yourself outside of the opinions are expectations of others and that you've even put on yourself without realizing it to live up to a certain way.

So in a world that wants everyone to look like spearmint, figure out what it looks like for you to be your flavor. And go for it! We need your flavor.