My middle name may be Rose but I feel very much at times like a wildflower. Imperfect, drifting, basking in the sun waiting for the world around me to move; to feel my petals shift in the breeze.
Not so much that I'm waiting on life to lead me in a certain direction, but rather I'm remaining calm while my heart searches for my plan of action, the place in which I will do my best work. The path to travel, the road to take...
Patiently [mostly...other times not so much] I'm waiting for the moment and working to make the best of this one.
In other news, warm fuzzies abound:
1. Pride in my high school, a place to always call home. Despite being glad to never return to high school I will always be glad my parents sent me there.
2. Joy in my extended family, who never ceases to amaze me. They are awesome.
3. Awe in the beauty of the world around me as I see it escape from the cold shell of winter, especially in the early morning fog and sunrise.
4. Love for my nephew, who gave me one of the best compliments a person can receive, whispering "You look very pretty, I like your dress." And further tugged at my heart strings by holding my hand, 'sending me hearts,' and making me promise to sit next to him at dinner. Guys should take note, an innocent compliment without strings attached is by far the best kind.
5. My parents and my brothers are amazing.
Hope everyone had a nice Mother's Day.
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