Heart Shaped Moment

I believe nature yields us gifts occasionally, and I find them in moments when it seems I’m in need of just the tiniest of smiles. Preparing dinner the other night, my hand emerged holding a heart shaped potato.

At first I didn’t want to cut into it. I felt I was murdering it. Then I remembered I could eat it and make its gift a part of me.

So I did eat… my heart shaped potato.