Unexpected Bloom

Randomly the hibiscus bloomed.

My youngest son noticed it in the kitchen the other night, and the flower hung around for several days, allowing me ample time to enjoy it.

I was thankful for this gift in the midst of all that feels dead and dry and overwhelming.

There were yellow leaves and broken branches that I was attending to. I was trying to find the right place for the plant to live, and the kitchen corner where the sun shines through the window onto a patch on the floor seemed a hopeful spot.

For now.

There are other tiny buds that I am watching. I am trying not to place huge demands on them or great significance on whether they bloom or not. I tend to make much out of things like that, rather than caring for something as best I can and holding the results loosely.

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.