I ate honey today. When I was a child my grandfather used to keep beehives, bees are very important poliniators and their presence was good for the crops. I was always a very allergic child (still am, though treatments have helped) and my mother always kept me away from them.
But at least twice a year, when they went to colet the honey, and the bees were somewhat sedated, my mother allowed me to go with them. And I watched as they took away the honeycombs, stuffed and heavy with golden honey. My grandfather usually sold most of it, but I always received at least a piece, some part that got broken or a loose edge, and in the way back home I'd hold my piece of honeycomb and simply sink my teeth into its dense sweetness.
The honey would explode inside my mouth, warm and silky, honey would drip down my fingers, stain my lips, chin and clothes, stick my hair to my cheeks, and I didn't care. It was so good not to care. I would bite further, till it broke beneath my teeth and I'd finallg taste the flaky blandness of the beewax, and then I'd have to spit, the taste and texture kind of ruined. But it didn't matter, because every single time I just couldn’t resist destroying that perfect symmetric beauty, just so I could taste it sweetness.
Grandfather died when I was sixteen, a long time ago, and we don't keep bees anymore. Honey now comes in plastic bottles, and doesn't matter the brand they never taste as sweet. But this afternoon I was in my mother's home, and one of my uncles brought some honeycombs to her, a friend of his has beehives and for the first time in years I could eat honey straight from the comb. I could let my teeth sink in, let the honey drip down my lips and stain my fingers, sticky and golden. It was a warm afternoon, we just got a sort of heatwave this weekend, 37⁰ Celcius with feels like temperature above 40⁰C, and the honey was as warm and silky as I remembered.
I ate honey today. And even after hours I could still taste its sweetness on my mouth.
I don't know, sometimes it's the small things that hurt me the most.