When we moved into our house 13 years ago, we inherited 5 peony plants. For years I didn't know what to do with them, neglecting them, never bothering to cut the blooms and put them in vases. Last year I had a lot more time at home then I ever had before, and I began paying attention. To what they needed, to when they flowered, and to their amazing beauty and fragrance.
This morning I went outside with two vases, and clipped the first flowers for myself, and for our next door neighbor who opens his door to them everyday. I'm sitting with them right now as I eat my dinner, quietly, on the porch. The rain is coming down, the breeze is coming in through the screen, my sunflower string lights hang overhead, and I sit.
There are some weeks that are easier than others. Some days when everything feels hopeful. This week had its bumps, but while I've been sitting here with my cat on my lap and the flowers in front of me, I had a reminder. In my life "before", I rarely took the time to just be and appreciate. Not anywhere to this degree. I was always running around with somewhere to be and something to do. And now... now I stop...and be...and smell the peonies.
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