When it rains, it pours. We all know what that means. Life lately has thrown some more unexpected curveballs that I just had no way of anticipating. While still grieving the loss of my dad, it just sometimes is overwhelming and my anxiety is at a previously-unheard of level, but I’m holding it together. In appearances, anyway. So what do flowers do when it rains? They soak it up to be used when the sunshine finally comes back out, and then they bloom. That’s all I’m praying for.
I feel like I say this every year, but this is the longest January ever.
Keep blooming, lovelies!