After my mom was killed a little over a year ago, I let a lot of things die (including house plants and porch plants that usually soak up the sticky Appalachian summer). Every death- of my plants, of my liver cells, of my social media following, of my friendships- felt like an indictment of which I was both ashamed and felt deliciously deserved.
A few months ago, I took a huge black trash bag and finally discarded the plants not worth saving. But I still struggle to keep everything else alive. Some weeks I care, and some weeks I do not. I'm usually a very cynical person, but I'm hoping for a Spring of sorts.
Wishing you a world of Green as you step into your next era of healing and get that cactus. <3
for the longest time i could never understand why I prefer dead flowers over alive ones and you put it right into words. thank you for sharing your beautiful writing and thoughts 💌
I also have a south facing bedroom that gets all the sunlight but I spend the day elsewhere so I don't see much sunlight at all. I've always struggled to keep houseplants alive, so I relate to the thinking why can't I keep anything alive. It's cruel and ridiculous, and yet, still a thought.
Yes. Thank you. Hits very close to home.
After my mom was killed a little over a year ago, I let a lot of things die (including house plants and porch plants that usually soak up the sticky Appalachian summer). Every death- of my plants, of my liver cells, of my social media following, of my friendships- felt like an indictment of which I was both ashamed and felt deliciously deserved.
A few months ago, I took a huge black trash bag and finally discarded the plants not worth saving. But I still struggle to keep everything else alive. Some weeks I care, and some weeks I do not. I'm usually a very cynical person, but I'm hoping for a Spring of sorts.
Wishing you a world of Green as you step into your next era of healing and get that cactus. <3
for the longest time i could never understand why I prefer dead flowers over alive ones and you put it right into words. thank you for sharing your beautiful writing and thoughts 💌
I also have a south facing bedroom that gets all the sunlight but I spend the day elsewhere so I don't see much sunlight at all. I've always struggled to keep houseplants alive, so I relate to the thinking why can't I keep anything alive. It's cruel and ridiculous, and yet, still a thought.
as always, beautiful.