My Thumb Went From Brown to Slightly Less Brown
Let’s be honest, I’m not exactly known for my nurturing skills. My idea of “watering” a plant involved a sporadic splash from a half-empty water glass on my desk. So, when my well-meaning friend gifted me a fiddle-leaf fig, I accepted it with the same enthusiasm one might reserve for a tax audit.
“George,” as I so creatively named him (after the plant in my grandma’s bathroom that somehow thrived on neglect), was… temperamental. One minute he’d be reaching for the sun, the next he’d be dramatically drooping like he hadn’t seen a drop of water since the Paleozoic Era. Little did I know, George was about to become my unexpected life coach.
This newfound consistency wasn’t just good for George; it did wonders for me too. I started applying it to other areas of my life – waking up earlier, exercising regularly, even remembering to call my mother more than once a month. Who knew that caring for a finicky houseplant could inspire such personal growth?
Lesson #2: Sometimes, You Just Need a Little Support
Despite my best efforts, George had a tendency to lean… a lot. He’d stretch towards the sun with the grace of a drunken giraffe, threatening to topple over at any moment. I quickly learned the importance of a good plant stake.
This got me thinking about my own life. Were there areas where I needed to lean on others for support? Turns out, asking for help, whether it was delegating a task at work or accepting a helping hand from a friend, wasn’t a sign of weakness, but rather a sign of strength and self-awareness. Thanks, George, for the therapy session.