The Unexpected Joys of Being a Plant Parent



From Black Thumb to Proud Plant Parent

Let’s be honest, I wasn’t always a natural nurturer. In fact, my thumbs were notorious for their ability to turn even the most resilient houseplants into drooping, brown casualties. My past attempts at plant parenthood were littered with the ghosts of succulents past (RIP, Steve the Cactus). But something changed recently. Maybe it was the pandemic, maybe it was a sudden surge of responsibility, or maybe, just maybe, I finally craved a little more life in my living room that didn’t involve a Netflix subscription. Whatever the reason, I took the plunge and adopted a humble little ZZ plant, aptly named Ziggy.

Plant‘s Needs

Now, I know what you’re thinking: “A ZZ plant? Those things are practically impossible to kill!” And you’re not wrong. But here’s the thing about plants, even the low-maintenance ones – they talk to you. Not literally, of course (although, wouldn’t that be something?). They communicate through the subtle (and sometimes not-so-subtle) language of leaves.

I quickly learned that Ziggy’s slightly droopy demeanor meant he was thirsty, while a new shoot unfurling was his way of saying, “Hey, thanks for not killing me!” It was surprisingly rewarding to decipher his needs and witness his growth. Who knew a plant could be so expressive?

Green Therapy: Finding Zen in Plant Care

My journey into plant parenthood didn’t stop with Ziggy. Soon, my apartment became home to a veritable jungle of leafy companions: a peace lily named Luna, a prayer plant aptly named 🙏 (because watching its leaves fold up at night never gets old), and even a notoriously finicky maidenhair fern I affectionately call Drama Queen.

Tending to my plants became my therapy, my moment of zen in the chaos of everyday life. Misting their leaves, checking for pests, and giving them their weekly pep talk (“You got this, guys!”) became strangely therapeutic rituals. There’s something incredibly grounding about connecting with nature, even on a small scale.