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I was getting honey out of the honeycomb today, and I asked my son if he wanted to help. He answered that while he loves honey, he doesn't love the sticky process of retrieving it.
This got me to thinking. I really don't like stickiness touching my skin or being on my skin. It is a feeling that usually I will do a lot to avoid, and I'm usually quick to rinse off the affected area if I do get sticky.
So why do I engage in an opportunity that will certainly make me sticky? Well, for one thing, the stickiness is easily curable. It is not a lasting thing, and for the right activity it isn't that bad.
And for the second thing, I really love honey. So much so that I'm willing to brave stickiness for it. And not just that, I'm willing to go into a hive full of thousands of potentially stinging bees to get it. My bees are generally good girls, and if I act right around them, they let me steal honey.
For me, at least, it is a life lesson. If I'm willing to put up with some things I'm afraid of, there is a great reward. In this case, honey. And don't underplay the negative potential of getting stung a lot. But that potential is outweighed by an appropriate sense of caution and the reward I get. Honey is very yummy and very good for you.
There are a lot of things in life that over time I'm learning aren't as scary as I thought and yield a great reward.
We're a family of three. We raise alpacas and chickens. We explore different ways of living healthier and happier. We love to share what we learn and to learn what you care to share.