I've been playing Candy Land consistently for about 5 years now. In recent months, Sophie and I have taken to playing Candy Land at the local coffee shop, Doozen's. Candy Land is becoming a transformational experience for me.
In the last 5 years, I have only won 1 game.
Today, though, I felt an alignment of the stars, the mo-jo/force/Spidey-sense was with me. Today, I would be victorious.
I ordered a mocha, with whipped cream. Sophie pulled the game off the shelf, and we set it up together. As we played, I helped figure out crossword clues for the owners.
One by one, we drew the cards and moved the pieces around the colorfully decorated board. Sophie got a quick lead, and never looked back.
I lost. Again. Sophie celebrated by doing the winner's dance. The quartet of old ladies drinking tea watched, pointed, and commented on her curls.
Candy Land is good for me. It continually reminds me that who I am is not determined by my achievements, no matter how small or big they are.
One day, I will win again.
Or maybe not.
I hear that Jesus is for Losers.