Pretzels. Are they a bread or a cracker? Can they be an entire snack or do they struggle to stand alone? Is their rightful place among the M&M’s and peanuts as part of a trail mix (gorp) or should they be covered in yogurt or chocolate? More importantly, are there times when they’re not appropriate? Do they belong in my kids snack boxes or are they more at home in the little dish that comes with a beer? Does a pretzel even know what it’s authentic self is, and if not, why? What is it about pretzels that is so befuddling?
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Belonging Nowhere Is To Belong Everywhere
Belonging nowhere used to really bother me. Seeking my identity was complicated. I didn’t quite fit into my family, nor did I fit in with my friends. I didn’t fit in the towns where I was raised, or the communities my family chose to become part of.