A Parable

A hardened criminal spent three years in a Turkish prison, where he was treated very poorly and fed very little food. One night, his posy made plans and successfully broke him out. They rode together to the home of one of the clan, where a beautiful meal was spread upon the table. The man, having been starved nearly to death for the last three years, began to feast. He ate and ate to his heart's content...until suddenly he started to go into convulsions. His brothers in crime had no idea what to do, and so they watched as the man, who had just tasted his first breaths of freedom only moments ago, died in front of their eyes. What was it that killed him, you ask? It was the food. Because the man had been so deprived of nourishment for so long, his body physically could not handle the amount of rich foods he suddenly forced into it. And so, as an ironic end to this criminal's sad life, his stomach contracted to the point of death.

This is a true story (well, almost. I may have made up some of the details, but the concept is accurate.) And if blogging is anything like eating, I will take a page from this man's book and take it a little at a time after the long stent of nothingness we have just experienced. You may be saying, "But Haley! What about the Waco Zoo? And Thanksgiving? And your 25th birthday? And the beginning of the Christmas season? What about Griffin and Ashland's visit? What about Matt's new promotion? What about Bennett being ridiculously cute and terroristic all at the same time? When oh when will we get to hear all about your totally amazingly awesome life?" Well, my friends, as tempted as I am to just smear a bunch of pictures across this blog and put a few captions under each, I will not do it. At least not now and not all at once. A little at a time. Easy does it.

I refuse to be the person who ends up dead on the floor.