This is Peanut Butter Brickle. I’ve had a lot of pizza in my years on this earth. In fact, if the earth was a pizza, I would be happy about that actually.
But the persons made a weird looking pizza to me yesterday. It didn’t look like any pizza I ever had. It was a different shape. It had toppings. But it was just…different.
Girl Person said the pizza was different because instead of being cooked on pizza dough, it was cooked on bread! She said it brought back memories for her and Boy Person. She said they ate a lot of that stuff when they were younger. Way before my time.
I don’t really like trying new things.
But. I decided to try a bite. And even though it was pizza, it was odd. I felt adventurous somehow. I felt distinguished. Brave.
A French bread pizza may be a pizza. You may have had it. And now I have too. Is it my favorite kind of pizza? It isn’t even my favorite cup of tea.
Could I have lived all of my life without trying a French bread pizza? Of course. There are many things we can live without. But how boring is that?
How wonderful it is when we have options to try. Some don’t have that luxury.
The next time you judge something that someone else likes and you don’t, think of the joy you take away when you complain.
Speaking up is good in some situations but taking someone’s joy over what they like is like no toppings on a pizza.
Take a bite of love and enjoy watching others enjoy what they do!
–Peanut Butter Brickle