From Black Thumb to Proud Plant Parent
Let’s be honest, I used to be the grim reaper of greenery. I’m talking shriveled succulents, droopy ferns, and a cactus that somehow managed to kick the bucket (how?!). My track record with plants was so abysmal, I’m pretty sure even plastic ones trembled in my presence.
Then, something changed. Maybe it was the pandemic, maybe it was hitting my thirties, or maybe it was just the sheer determination to prove to myself (and my horrified houseplants) that I could keep something alive. Whatever it was, I decided to give plant parenthood another shot.
Here’s another unexpected joy of plant parenthood: home decor just got a whole lot easier (and cheaper). Forget expensive throw pillows or trendy art prints, a few strategically placed plants can instantly transform your living space from drab to fab.
Want to create a cozy reading nook? Add a majestic Monstera. Need a pop of color in your kitchen? Hello, vibrant African Violet! Craving a touch of the tropics in your bathroom? Bring on the humidity-loving ferns!
Suddenly, my apartment wasn’t just a place to crash after work, it was a verdant oasis, a testament to my newfound (and slightly shocking) ability to keep things alive.