Monday, October 7, 2013 Written in response to NaBloPoMo October 2013: “If you were an apple, which type of apple (Granny Smith, Gala, Red Delicious, etc) would you be and why?”
If I were an apple, I would choose to be a “Golden Delicious Apple”, growing and ripening in a tree in the middle of a New Jersey Orchard. Golden Delicious are not sisters of the more well-known “Red Delicious” variety, but rather are very honey-sweet second cousins.
I choose this because I know that having started out as a beautiful apple blossom in spring, i was much like a baby beginning life, as a pure, lovely evidence that there is God.
And I choose to be a young fruit hanging on a tree limb because as a young ‘un, I know my life is still ahead of me and anything is possible. Having just come from my 50th high school class reunion, I recall vividly the sense that the whole world lay ahead of me. Life was what I chose to make of it. I look back on those adolescent days as days of wonder and limitless possibility. Hence my choice to be a young fruit.
I choose an orchard in New Jersey because I was born in New Jersey, was raised in NJ and though I have traveled far and wide I am always happy to return home to New Jersey. I raised my children here and they are now raising their children here. My home has been my home for 40 years and I will live here until I leave this earth, much as an apple will remain with her mother tree until it is time to move on to her ultimate purpose.
So yes – I choose to be a young, not quite ready for picking, “Golden Delicious” apple growing in an orchard in a quiet New Jersey community. Someday I will be ready for picking. But for today, I rejoice that the sun finds its way through the leaves to shed its light on my skin, and that every gentle breeze that causes me to wobble on the stem, reminds me of how fortunate I am to be here.