I get asked often how I manage to keep my plants alive.
How is it my orchids bloom again after all the flowers have fallen.
Why I save “dead” plants when others would have given up and thrown them in the trash.
Regular watering & indirect light.
I surround myself with plants.
Currently, from where I’m sitting on my couch I count – 2o plants.
That doesn’t include the ones in my bedroom.
11 of those are orchids. Most of which I have had the privilege to see bloom again and again.
I find peace and joy in seeing what was once almost gone, grow and bloom into something beautiful.
It is a constant reminder to myself that when I am feeling lost and down, I must remember what I need.
Regular watering & indirect sunlight.
Regular watering is doing things to feed my soul.
I find joy in reading, listening to music, going for walks with my dog, painting my nails.
That first cup of coffee in the morning on a day off.
Resting my head on a companion while we sit on the couch after a long day.
Enjoying a home-cooked dinner and admiring my handy work.
Indirect sunlight is surrounding myself with those who force me to grow.
Sharing honestly when confronted with an uncomfortable subject.
Connecting with those I can learn from and actively seeking mentorship.
Spending time with my family. Mom, Scott, Brothers, nieces & nephews.
Laughing with my best friends.
Actively engaging with strangers.
Smiling more often.
So here I lie. On my living room floor.
Graced by the rare beauty that is the sun on an otherwise cloudy pacific northwest day.
I applied my “party pink” LipSense, that reminds me of my friend, Cara – who is so far away.
I make lunch plans with charming young man who inspires my soul to fly.
I prepare for the visit of my best friend who I haven’t seen in over a year. A girl who can walk THROUGH the walls I have surrounded myself with over years of pain and disappointment.
I say goodbye to a best friend as she embarks on a new journey in Houston. One where her family can make roots and grow.
I move forward and close a chapter with another friend who must spread her wings and fly without me.
I watch as my furry companions nap peacefully, basking in the heat of the sun through the windows. Watching their bellies rise and fall in their slumber. I am reminded that we were put here for each other. That without them – I would not be who I am today. Without me, they would have a different life, or maybe not one at all.
I sip coffee from one of my favorite mugs. Grateful I have the funds to support my caffeine addiction.
I will burst through the concrete. Because there is hope in all things.
Until next time,