My mother is a talented florist. She manipulates cut flowers into art. I was fortunate to grow up in a home filled with flowers. Throughout the year I surround myself with flowers. Some may think it is an extravagance, I see it as food for my soul. Anyhow, this morning I threw out a bunch of flowers; and it made me think of the flowers I received while I was sick.
I’ll be honest I got a lot! At one point there were four vases in the living room, one in the kitchen and two blooming plants in the dining room. Yes, I had flowers everywhere. When I returned to school there was a vase and my niece brought another, so even my classroom was filled with blossoms.
Now part of growing up with a florist is the work that goes with it. I delivered flowers for many years, and I remember one woman that received multiple flowers arrangements a week. Each time I went to her house her joyful reaction to the flowers made me happy. Unfortunately, there were others that would say,“Why would they waste their money? Flowers just die!” I would think yes they do, but spending the day with the flowers you have is lovely!
So what exactly is the meaning of my Slice of Life? Well, I guess it is simple we need to spend time with people and things that make us happy. Be it a cappuccino, watching kids play soccer, having a wonderful meal, or a vase of flowers we are on earth for a reason. That being to enjoy what it has to offer!