Monday, August 15, 2011

Symbolism of PB&J

I was walking through the airport yesterday on my way to the gate and I sat down to mooch off of Starbuck's free Wi-Fi.
I didn't get any free Wi-Fi, but I did get a stale peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich.
Wait. Whaaaa?

Okay, backstory: I bought a beautiful Threadless (yes, I'm obsessed. Not a big deal) waterbottle from Target Boutique. So yeah, I stuck this waterbottle in my waterbottle pocket of my backpack. On a whim, I reached down into the bottom of the pocket and pulled out a stale peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich.
Ew. Gross.
When did I have PB&J...? When was the last time I used my backpack...?
Correct answer: Last semester.
Double ew. Double gross.
So I pulled out the congealed remnants of that grab 'n' go sandwich and threw it away. And as I tossed it into the garbage bin, I had the sense that I was letting go of last year. Letting go of all the congealed remnants of last year's stuff, and replacing them with a beautiful pinkish-mauve waterbottle embossed with the letters L-O-V-E.
That must mean something.
Then, this morning, I was at Assumption Day Mass, and I re-realized that Mama Mary wants me to be here. Wants me here at her university, and I'm so glad to be here. I'm just glad to be her daughter, chillin' in her hood. Living under her protection. Rocking the triangle-peg-lightbearer thang.
It's so ridiculously incredible to be back on campus. It feels like I've been gone for years, and yet feels like I've never left.
Everything's the same, and yet everything is new.

Out with the stale PB&J.

And in with the mauve L-O-V-E waterbottle.


  1. Hooray for new beginnings and realizing all over again that you should be exactly where you are. :)

  2. Oh Addie, I loved this post. :)