Stop & Smell the Roses
Wow! My first blog. This is something that has been on my heart for quite some time. The funny thing is, I remember a time when I had to ask my husband, “what’s a blog?”. I have been working with flowers for over 20 years and even though I do not consider myself a writer, I would love to share some fun and interesting things I've learned over the years. I wanted to start this blog to do just that. I hope you enjoy it and learn something new. So, here we go!
Anyone who knows me knows that I’m passionate about flowers. I’m also passionate about other things…but for now we will stick to flowers. I love flowers. People often ask me, “What is your favorite flower?” My answer is, “all the flowers!” There are too many to pick a favorite. They are all unique. They are all created with such incredible detail. Sometimes I just look at them in awe. A perfect ranunculus, peony or rose can take my breath away.
Running a successful floral empire (just kidding, I work from home—my idea of success!) keeps me very busy, but sometimes I have time to stop and smell the roses and when I do, it amazes me. When I say “stop and smell the roses” what I really want to emphasize is STOP. The roses don’t actually smell much anymore due to the way the growers are breeding them in an attempt to have them last longer. But in the midst of a busy life filled with things I’m passionate about and other things I’m less passionate about, I need to remind myself to STOP. That is hard for all us because there are always the responsibilities of work, family and daily life that are fighting for our attention. But today I encourage you, pick up a bunch of flowers from your favorite florist and before you start the dishes or answer the email or help with the homework STOP and smell your flowers. Look at the intricate detail on the petals, take a sniff and take note of what they look like today. Tomorrow, do the same thing! The flowers will open more, some will grow taller, they will change. They will never be the same as they are today.
You can never get today back so please, STOP and smell the roses, the ones you are passionate about.