Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Hope Springs Eternal

My hostas and mint plant did not fare the travels to the new home very well.  They are withered and beat up, most definitely in shock from the tragic move (in the back of a truck, driving down a highway at 65 mph, no doubt) and looking downright pathetic.

Which I have to admit, is a little bit how I feel at this point of the settling in process.  
Withered.  Beat Up.  In shock.  Downright pathetic.

Yep . That's me.

Yet, despite all the abuse they've taken and their seemingly poor adjustment to the move, I found this yesterday:

Amongst the dried, broken, withered leaves of my poor Hosta were these beautiful flowers peeking out.  It's a sign (to me anyway) that despite our outward appearance, the road we've traveled, or the beaten feelings we carry, hope still lives on.  The hope for a brighter tomorrow, a less busy week ahead, a light at the end of the tunnel, an easier day, the company of family and friends.  Something to look forward to, instead of dwelling on the current state of our body, emotions, or status.  Ahhhh, hope springs eternal.

1 comment:

Heidi said...

Hostas are resilient plants, and so are you! :)