Our yard is full of perennials. We had a beautiful stand of red lilies this year. I brought in a single sprig filled with blooms and buds and put it in a bathroom vase before vacation. Upon return from vacation, I saw that some areas had bloomed out and fallen, but that other buds opened to take their place. The sprig bloomed profusely. After weeks there was only a single bloom, so I pitched the sprig into the garbage. For every morning since, and there have been 3 of them, I walk into the bathroom and the first thing to greet my eyes is the happy bloom on the now-yellowing sprig, poking itself up out of the garbage can.
The lily patch outside in the warm sun and cool rain has bloomed out and is going dormant for another year. But the unfortunate lily sprig that was cut down and brought in, during the prime of its life , blooms on...in my garbage can...for 3 days now.
What a lesson for all of us. It ain't what life gives you that matters; it's how you accept it. Like this doomed lily which has outlived all its brethren and joyously lives on in the face of certain doom. I can envision it sticking merrily out of the back of the garbage truck on Tuesday. Bloom on, everyone!
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