So much can come from replanting. From finding the courage to start over again from scratch. Honestly, sometimes you are left with no other choice. Especially when your last bit of foliage has changed its color; no longer the vibrant love you once nurtured.
One of the first gifts of love that my husband gave me was a small cactus. I named it Fern. It was the perfect beginning to an obsession with gardening. “You can’t kill it!” he said. I forgot about it and then it died. It was okay, though! A year later he gifted me another small cactus and we laughed and named it Fern two. I adored it and gave it so much attention. I gave it too much attention, apparently, because it died anyway. We haven’t replaced Fern yet but if we did it would be number nine. I regret nothing. I probably never will.
I fueled it on my life and the events of that life began to wilt its lovely petals. I gave it too many tears like an over-watered cactus and took its whimsy away.
I started blogging with peppermintcandies.net. It was young and neglected. I grew and discovered myself with Whimsical Joy. I gave it life. I fueled it on my life and the events of that life began to wilt its lovely petals. I gave it too many tears like an over-watered cactus and took its whimsy away. So, now here we are – new potting soil but the same plant.
So much can come from replanting. Courage. It takes courage to put faith in old seeds. Hope. Hope that you will grow again! That you will grow and flourish. Awareness. Awareness of the perfect balance of care that is needed. There will be sunshine but there will also be a time when you will need to prune away the dead leaves when you have provided too much (or too little) nourishment.
Here I am. Trying to sow in a new pot. Trying again. Trying to bloom in salted soil but I am not afraid. I regret nothing. I probably never will.