It all started with a flower pot, a clearance rack geranium (half off, and half dead), an overwhelming dose of sadness, a blistering case of burnout, and a glimmer of hope that things wouldn't always be the way that they were in that moment. Fourteen years, and three hundred and ten posts later, and I can tell you with great certainty that things are definitely not the same.
Are things worse? Are things better?? Yes.
Am I worse? Am I better?? Yes.
All I knew back then was that something needed to change. I had very little control over my immediate ... everything ... and I felt incredibly powerless, which sounds pretty bleak, I must say. There wasn't much I could do, but I could do ... this.
I could take a little slice of the Internet, and make it not a complete Hellscape. And so, that's what I've tried to do, admittedly for my own enjoyment, but I'm pleased to say that I'm awfully glad you're here, too. Have I always followed my own advice from my very first post? Have I done everything beautifully? Not even close. Each new day gives me another opportunity, though, and I completely believe it's worth it to keep trying.
So, what's been the biggest change in the last decade + a bit? I wear moisturizer now, and my garden is bigger. What's stayed the same? My flowers are still teaching me.
xoxo
