I’m here with a lot of joy, and with a lot of excuses and a lot of stress and troubles behind me.
The flowers, and everything that goes with them, are my dream. I just wish I were better at following it, and being the person I’m supposed to be. I often fall short, but I’m learning.
When seedlings die, you figure out why, and try planting seeds differently.
When you leave things untended, you adjust your schedule so it’s easier to get things done.
When you lose a big client, you analyze their message too much, but enough to try and improve your communications.
When you take an accidental three-hour nap during prime planting time… you just have to do it the next day.
It’s been a tough year so far. I took on too much schoolwork, and the baby plants (and my sanity) suffered. Now most of my stuff won’t bloom until far too late for my comfort. But there were a lot of wonderful, beautiful, exciting things that happened, too. And I’ll make do, as I always have. God will clear a path for me, as He always does.
BUT I have a whole lot of good things coming. Lots and lots and lots of flowers. And colors. AWESOME COLORS.
I’ve been blessed more than I could ever have hoped for. Thank you to everyone for supporting me on this crazy journey. I know there’ll be more excuses and stress and troubles… but if I remember that everyone deserves real flowers, and that it’s my duty to provide them, I’ll stay joyful, and I’ll pull through.
Sorry for the melodrama. Things will be nicer to read after this.