plant parent” as you can get. Give me a cactus, I’ll find a way to overwater it. So, when my well-meaning friend gifted me a perfectly healthy peace lily for my birthday, I accepted it with a grimace disguised as gratitude.
Little did I know, this leafy green roommate would end up teaching me more about life than any self-help book ever could. It all started with a dramatic wilting incident (on my part, not the plant‘s, surprisingly), but the lessons that followed were anything but expected.
From Black Thumb to Budding Botanist: My Journey Begins
My initial approach to plant care was basically benign neglect. I figured, “It’s a plant, right? How much attention can it need?” Turns out, a fair bit, actually.
After a week of ignoring my peace lily’s increasingly droopy demeanor, I finally caved and Googled “why is my plant sad?” The answer was embarrassingly simple: I hadn’t watered it. Like, at all.
