Okay, confession time: I, a self-proclaimed plant killer, managed to keep a houseplant alive. Not just alive, but thriving. This, my friends, is a modern miracle on par with finding a parking spot right in front of your favorite coffee shop. You see, my history with plants was less “green thumb” and more “thumb of doom.” I once managed to kill a cactus. A CACTUS.
Lesson 1: Patience is a Virtue (and Crucial for Plant Parents)
Plants, unlike instant coffee or next-day delivery, operate on their own sweet time. There’s no rushing a bloom, no microwaving a sprout. This, I quickly learned, is a lesson in patience if there ever was one.
I’m the kind of person who refreshes their email every five seconds waiting for a reply. Patience isn’t exactly my strong suit. But with my little green housemate, I had no choice but to wait. And wait I did. And you know what? Seeing a new leaf unfurl after weeks of anticipation was way more satisfying than any instant gratification I’d ever experienced.