The Apple Pie Analogy

I was recently reading a book- a romantic comedy kind of book- and the main character shared an analogy that just made sense. So I wanted to share it...well at least my version of it anyways. On my mission I was the queen of coming up with wacky analogies, so bear with me and make your own interpretation of what I say.  

Let's call it the peach pie-apple pie analogy.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I have always loved apple pie. Don't get me wrong, I love my Grandma's homemade pumpkin pie but there is something about apple pie that just makes life happier. My first few years of college I would sometimes buy an apple pie and eat it for every meal. Every college student's dream, right?

Anyways, back to the analogy. All of us have our favorite kind of pie. Imagine it in your mind, the way it smells the way it looks, that first delicious bite that sends you right to cloud nine...that pie can represent your life in general, or if you're a love starved college student, it can represent your love life. That is the kind of pie that we are happy with. It's dependable, we know it's going to taste good every time, and we are content with buying that same pie every time we go to the bakery. 

And then...one day as you're waltzing past a bakery on your way to work you see it. A peach pie sitting there in the window. And it looks delicious. You stare at it for a few moments, imagine what it might smell like, and then you remember the apple pie you had for breakfast, and you keep walking. But you don't forget that peach pie. A few days later you walk past that same bakery and there is another peach pie sitting there. This time you stare a little longer, this time you work up the courage to walk inside the bakery hoping to catch a whiff of that delicious pie. Then you shake your head, call yourself silly, and walk back out. A week later you go out of your way to go to that bakery to find that peach pie. This time you've had enough. You just have to have that pie. So you buy it. You take it home. You open the box and that heavenly smell you've been dreaming about wafts out. You lovingly cut it up and serve it on a nice, glass plate. (We keep it classy, no paper plate for our delicious peach pie.) And then, that first bite...
After the first, OK maybe third slice, has been eaten you sit back and sigh a very contented sigh. That peach pie was all you hoped it would be. Then you cover the rest of the pie and put it in the fridge right next to your apple pie. 

The next morning you open the fridge for breakfast and you see both pies sitting there. You spend the next 15 minutes of your life trying to decide which kind of pie you want for breakfast. You choose one, and life goes on. As the days go by, it gets harder and harder to choose which kind of pie you want to eat and then...there is only one slice left of each. You choose the peach pie. The new pie. The exciting pie. And then you go to bed wondering if you should have chosen the apple pie instead. The next morning, that apple pie is sitting there, just waiting for you. That first bite puts a smile on your face and you walk out your door humming a Disney tune. The peach pie was nice. It was nice to have a break, try something new, but in the end that apple pie is what you really wanted all along. 

I'll leave the interpretation of this analogy up to you, because we all have different circumstances. So, happy thinking! Feel free to share your interpretations! And if you read it and think that this analogy in no way relates to your life, No worries. Not everyone understands my analogies...or pie.
Also, for all those girls out there in need of a good, happy romance book check out Marcia Lynn McClure's Kissing Cousins.