Beginning Always Blooms

Sarah is the first to notice it, among the slices of parmesan and Italian bread, the steaming plate of Swedish meatballs over mashed potatoes sprinkled with parsley.

“Oh, look!” she says to Eric and I across the dinner table, “the rose is growing!”

Our eyes sweep to the yellow rose in a thin bottle vase with a lip that only has room for a single flower. There it is, halfway down the bottle—a tender shoot curving up from the stem, color a delicate shade of green lighter than the rest of the rose’s body. Slight pink arms of a bud topping this new extension.

How in the world…? We marvel for a few minutes, in awe because this is only one cut-off rose slid into a small pool of water.//

Apparently, there are stories of roses and apple trees and all kinds of greenery that have been transplanted or re-rooted into impossible places and began to grow. The resilience of these plants and flowers clinging to life and digging in for it to still make a way forward.

Life will always make a way.

Life will always find ways to attach and push through.

This tiny shoot serves as a reminder that there is always something coming, often quite unexpectedly, and that even in the midst of what seems to be cut off and ending, behind it, a beginning always blooms.

Be kind to those broken branches, those sliced stems. New life is coming. Resilience abounds.

 

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Continuing my attempt at the Five Minute Friday weekly writing challenge. Five minutes to write on the assigned topic. Raw and unedited. (Yikes!) This week’s topic: Life.   // symbolizes where five minutes started and/or stopped.

 

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