Apple is for Christmas

At breakfast today we had a conversation about foods typical of the Christmas season in our own countries. This is actually one of the perks of being in an international community. We have a wide range of topics for conversation. It makes our interactions colorful and interesting. Anyway, going back to the topic of typical Christmas foods, I remember that when I was a little girl Christmas time meant seeing those red, shiny apples. Yes. Some might think that I come from another planet, but yes, again, during my younger years (a century ago), we only saw those apples at Christmas time, after all I come from the Philippines.
But now they have apples all year round in the Philippines. It is one of the consequences of globalization and the many advances in science and technology. Many things are now possible, defying issues of distance and seasons.
I guess our life now is pretty much the same. We have the possibility of having everything we want. Ironically, though, when we have what we want, we don't really become happy. Rather, we become bored. We don't even have time to enjoy what we have because we want to gear forward to the next level.
The red apple will remind me to slow down and to appreciate the little things, to wait and to look forward.
Life is not something to be devoured. It is something to taste, bite by bite, letting the sweetness or the bitterness linger.
In order to really live, we don't just nourish the body. We also have to feed the soul.