A ROSE IS A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME
I love roses. Living in Arizona we are lucky enough to have weather that will promote their growth most of the year. Summers can be pretty tough, but somehow the plants manage to stay alive for their winter's bloom.
These are the first roses I've cut this year and I'm quite surprised at their heartiness since I have been very neglectful in my gardening duties. It seems that some plants manage to survive and thrive no matter how much or how little care they are given.
On occasion I've known people like that; who seem to carry on no matter what the circumstances. Not only do they carry on, they thrive.
I want to join their ranks and become the person who carries on beautifully and happily no matter what station in life I inhabit. I want to be a doer - not a whiner.
Looking at these beautiful roses, I know anything is possible because I know what a struggle they have gone through to thrive.
Each and everyday, I vow to thrive and grow in this coming year.
How about you?