while in ecuador and chile, i was uncharacteristically given flowers on several different occasions. i received 6 different ones in a matter of three weeks, and i loved each and every one for what it looked like, smelled like, and most importantly who gave it to me. i had one from otavalo's mayor's wife, one from a very dear person in my group, one from my beautiful grandma, and several others....
although, each and every time i received one, i couldn't help but think of this quote, which has been my anthem for quite some time:
"and the day came
when the risk to remain
tight in a bud was more painful than
the risk to blossom" -anais nin
here are some of my favorites from the trip.....
3 comments:
Brookie,
I had missed receiving flowers just because. Patricio and my mom used to give me flowers all the time just because when I was growing up...I think this is why I love flowers, they remind me of them coming home with some pretty flower from some street vendor. I should have given one to my mom while we visited. She probably hasn't gotten flowers in a long time, but how sweet of her to just stop and purchased a rose for each one of us just because she loves us... Maybe we can remember next time we see her...
Guys never get sent flowers. Ever. But then again, speaking on behalf of 49% of the world, we don't mind all that much. Still, I'm different and I like flowers. They smell delightful- usually.
You got the same amount of flowers on that trip that I've received my whole life. Nice job.
And budfluf is my verification word. Weird.
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