Five Minute Friday: Favorite

I don’t think much about favorites. It just seems like one more in a long series of ways to be disappointed. I very seldom get “my way” about anything, and while that sounds maybe too much like whining, it really isn’t.

I have found that having strong preferences, the ones most generally characterized as “favorites,” is really limiting. When I set out to do something, I want to have an open mind. I want to be able to approach everything with a fresh eye. I don’t want to cut myself off from experiences that I might indeed find very much to my liking, by insisting, in advance, that I prefer other ones.

Maybe it’s because I’ve spent many years on a very fixed income. Maybe it’s because I’m a “pleaser” who likes to make others comfortable. Maybe it’s because I don’t have very sophisticated taste. I don’t know. I don’t really care. Which, really, if you think about it, pretty much proves my point.

I am a woman of strong emotions, but not of strong preferences. I’ll see about any movie, read anything at hand, and listen to almost any music on the dial. I have much stronger dislikes than I do likes.

Like St. Thérèse of Lisieux, when, as a child, she was questioned as to which items in a basket she should prefer for making clothes for her dolls, she gleefully replied, “I choose all!”

I, too, choose all.

Except Harlequin romances. I’ll never choose that.

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