Boxes are a handy item to have on hand. We use them to store things that are precious to us, and organize our lives. Have you opened a box that was taped up and stored long ago? What did the contents look like inside? I have found that the items looked more worn out from being in the box, than they did before I put them in. Are boxes protection from life?
I was at Target after Christmas. I know you guys are thinking you need to do a Target intervention with me, but it’s all good. It was sitting there calling my name after radiation.
The Amaryllis. I used to buy one of these every year at Christmas. My daughter doesn’t remember having these. This was when she was a toddler, and we had a butt ton of money.
I spotted a box with the Amaryllis bulb, and pot, sitting on the clearance end cap. With it being January, it was drastically reduced in price, so I brought it home to show her.
Upon opening the box, I noticed the bulb was very dry, along with the roots. I didn’t know it’s story. How long had it been in the box? How many places was it shipped to before it landed at Target? How many hands touched it, and were they gentle, or rough with it?
My intention for this bulb was to give it love, and watch it grow.
The picture you see is approximately two month’s worth of growth. Pretty sad huh?
My daughter found it humorous, and called it, ‘The flower that doesn’t want to bloom.’
Now, I thought her comment was hilarious, but it also made me think. What am I not giving this plant, for it to have everything it needs to bloom? I told her, “I know right? I’m afraid I will over water it, which I am good at, and I don’t want it to sit in a cesspool and die!!!”
I took the bulb out of it’s original box, and placed it in another one made by me.
So, I took a chance, and started watering it. It’s sitting by a window on my desk, so I made sure to open the curtain early in the morning, so it would be kissed by the light. If it was a cloudy day, I would turn on the lamp beside it instead. I started caring for, and nurturing this plant three days ago, the same day my daughter left to visit her Dad. Here it is today!
Them three days, and it wants to bloom.
It may not grow as tall as the Amaryllis I had in the past because of the shape it was in when I found it, but it has grown with what it had to work with. A lot like us. We grow by what we are given, but first the box must go. Otherwise, we shrivel up in darkness.
Barbara is a Writer, a Mom to her 17-year-old daughter, a recent Breast Cancer survivor, and she loves God. When she started this Blog in 2014 Letitgocoach was the name that stuck. She enjoys helping people Let Go of what is holding them back from having a beautiful life. Her life is beautiful, and an example of Letting Go and Letting God. You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com