Why mint?

Really.

Why mint?

I love mint. I enjoy its smell. It reminds me of winter kisses.

I love its taste. The cool feeling as it rushes over my tongue.


I love to chew mint gum.

I LOVE candy canes.  I love to buy them just to stir hot drinks.

Why mint?

Why is it the one thing my dear daughter cannot handle?

Really.... 

I cannot open a piece of gum, a candy cane, or even sneak a cup of peppermint mocha coffee without that nose sounding off to her brain stem that there is danger.

 Mint is not dangerous. It is soothing and wondeful. 

Well, at least to me...

Ugh!

Wait a minute.....

These moments are not meant for me to put away

the things I enjoy. 

They are for me to help that snarling growling crying monster 

to relax and COPE with life.

I try breathing, and get told, "Really, Mom, that is soo annoying." But, we work together, and she can get through it.

It is called compromise. 

I do try to limit my mint intake, and she is trying to accept it.

But, there are still moments when

I have to ask "Why?"