So I was absent again yesterday. Seems to be the theme around here lately.
Except that yesterday I was bringin’ home the saltines, so that absence is legit.
(Suddenly I feel like I need to produce a doctor’s note….for proof. Like a suspicious teacher is looking at me sideways with a “Sick? Again?” face.)
(Sorry. Random.)
A couple of weeks ago, I was feeling a little blue. Or sad. Or overwhelmed. Or whatever.
Anyhoo…..my little sis knocks on my door at 8:30 pm and hands over this beautiful bunch of flowers in my favorite color:

She’s the BEST, right?
Sisters…..sisters…..la la la la la la
That’s a song. I think.
Which also reminds me of that show Sisters that used to be on TV but now it’s gone. Anyone out there as old as me that might remember that?? It starred that Sela Ward lady? Anyone???
Moving on….
I was so excited to have fresh flowers in the house. I love them, but you know tight-A me……I won’t spend money on them for myself. For someone else?? All. Day. Long. For me? Can’t do it.
The next day I was admiring the purple beauties when I noticed one of the flower heads was just about to break off. I started to take it out but thought better of it. I had an entire conversation with myself…..leave it in….take it out….
(This should not surprise anyone.)
Optimism won out and I left the dangling flower in it’s place.
A week later that little guy was still going strong!
A little crusty around the edges…..but still going!

It got me to thinking…..
I’m kind of like that flower.
Some days are beautiful.
Some days are broken.
But no matter what kind of day it is, it is the day that I’m given and when I look around at my kids and my hubby and my family and friends, it is always a shade of my favorite color. Crusty edges and all.
Yes, I turned philosopher overnight. Ha ha.
I guess it just seemed encouraging to me and I thought someone out there might need a little boost today. A nice mental image of the gift of every day.
It’s getting deep in here. I’m out.
Have a great day y’all!
rm