What stands out for me reading this is how nature evolves, just like cherry blossoms having good blooming years and less spectacular onea. Nature adapts. It continues. And that resilience exists in us as well, even when we don’t recognize it. The same systems that allow forests to regenerate or flowers to bloom again after harsh seasons are reflected in how we recover, evolve, and keep moving forward. You have moved forward from this sad time, we both have, and that is inspiring. 🌸🌸🌸
First of all, this piece touches the little girl in me. I spent my first few years of life on a farm, and some of my fondest summer memories were of climbing the cherry trees and gorging on the black/red ripe cherries produced by the summer sun of southern Ontario.
Yes, the blossoms that preceded the crop were also spectacular.
And yes, all of these moments were part of my ever-changing world.
That’s the thing about life, it just never stops evolving. And although we don’t know what our future will look like, we can at least be sure that those cherry trees will continue to cycle through their predictable stages.
Our personal evolution might not be as predictable but our blossoming stages can be so exhilarating. You are showing quite a bloom this spring my dear!!!!
What stands out for me reading this is how nature evolves, just like cherry blossoms having good blooming years and less spectacular onea. Nature adapts. It continues. And that resilience exists in us as well, even when we don’t recognize it. The same systems that allow forests to regenerate or flowers to bloom again after harsh seasons are reflected in how we recover, evolve, and keep moving forward. You have moved forward from this sad time, we both have, and that is inspiring. 🌸🌸🌸
That's a really lovely way of looking at it. Thank you.
*ones sorry, writing on my phone
The gently recounted contrasts and evolutions were compelling.
I do love the illustrations accompanying this hopeful piece.
First of all, this piece touches the little girl in me. I spent my first few years of life on a farm, and some of my fondest summer memories were of climbing the cherry trees and gorging on the black/red ripe cherries produced by the summer sun of southern Ontario.
Yes, the blossoms that preceded the crop were also spectacular.
And yes, all of these moments were part of my ever-changing world.
That’s the thing about life, it just never stops evolving. And although we don’t know what our future will look like, we can at least be sure that those cherry trees will continue to cycle through their predictable stages.
Our personal evolution might not be as predictable but our blossoming stages can be so exhilarating. You are showing quite a bloom this spring my dear!!!!