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!
