I warned you this was coming.
Today I want to tell you about my love for one of the most hated creatures on two legs (after Simon Cowell).
But first...
Do you have fond memories of a beach holiday from when you were a kid? Maybe your mom slathered you with sunscreen and gave you juice boxes out of a cooler. You probably dug in the sand with a spoon as the surf crashed and gulls wheeled overhead. The sound of laughter, gulls, and the murmering of your parents lulled you to sleep as you lay in the shade of a striped umbrella. You dreamed of mars bars and gummy bears.
Then, later in the afternoon, you slurp greedily at your fingers, now covered in grease and stained red from ketchup chips. The bag crinkles invitingly in your other hand.
Without warning, a gull descends! Flapping wings beat your face and shrill screams ring in your ears! You surrender your bag and run back to your parents. Tears mingle with snot and sand in a dirty smear across your face. Your ketchup stained mouth now frowns like a sad clown.
Was this the moment? Was this the very moment in time that you swore to loath seagulls for all eternity? Has this painful wound festered in your heart all this time?
If so, isn't it time you learned to forgive?
My challenge to you this day is to learn to see seagulls in a new light. Watch them circle against the blue sky and be at peace. Listen to their cries as the first sign of spring, or as reminders of happy beach days. Shake your head and chuckle when they poop on your car.
My friend Blair has a 'pet' seagull that visits him on his balcony in downtown Vancouver. He's a cute little character that Blair has named Davie.
So my question to you today is: If Blair has made the step toward seagull-forgiveness, can you?
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