People are like Fruitcakes

Yes, another analogy lesson. As I was driving home today, I thought of an interesting one. I just got done with my Comp 2 class at Century College where I had to write a paper on Glengarry Glen Ross and wrote on the "everyday man." I summed up man to have the same desires in life. Then, I was thinking on the measure of a man's life. I thought about how the times in his life he is working through things and at the end of his life he is well rounded. This led me to think of how a man's life is like bread. As with any cooking, it starts with ingredients. Also, with any family recipe, the ingredients aren't exactly measured but are put in to the level that the maker desires. Mixing and beating come eventually, and the dough stretches, folds itself over, and even tears. Other ingredients, like fruit and nuts, are added to create character, texture, flavor, and design. Then, the lumpy mass is put in the cooker. The dough rises and hardens, is set aside to cool, then consumed or sent as a gift. I pondered on what it meant to be stretched and even torn in the process of becoming something. I think I am in this process of life right now, where I am not comfortable that my thoughts, actions, and even personality change rapidly like in a rainstorm. I question almost everything I've ever believed in. This troublesome phase passes and eventually everything will settle. The fruit and nuts in our life create flavor and define our uniqueness. We acquire them along the way and are mixed in our life somehow. So, to some these ingredients can either define them as essential road-marks/milestones, or they can look at them as places of regret. Your life is made up of them, regardless your views.