One of my Facebook friends posted this at the weekend:
What immediately flashed into my mind was my BFF’s
motto, “Bloom where you’re planted.”
Although the memory—the of her life and her loss—cut me like a stiletto through the
ribs, I’m grateful for the reminder of something I admired in her so much;
something I’ve struggled with most of my adult life. Now’s as good a time as
any to consider how I might do that.
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