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Mission accomplished

Just a few days before, this bouquet brightened a room. Everyone noticed the fragrance of fresh flowers as they walked into the house. They smiled when they saw the vase full of colors on the dining room table.

It could have been from a celebration. Birthdays, anniversaries, and other holidays come to life with fresh cut flowers. My dad always got my mom an orchid to wear on Mothers Day.

I love seeing dancers and actors carrying bouquets after recitals or stage productions. It honors the work and hours of rehearsal.

Flowers go hand in hand with love and romance. They engage all our senses just like a special relationship. Wedding venues are filled with fresh flowers.

So are funerals and cemeteries. The sting of death is countered with a sensory reminder of life. Many express condolences with an arrangement of flowers.

Even with the best care, flowers end up like this. Brown. Lifeless. Dry. Discarded. But they accomplished their mission.

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Fake flowers

Those flowers look perfect, don’t they?

They always look perfect. They never change. No new blooms. No new growth.

Synthetic pansies.

Okay, they don’t look bad. They just make me sad.

The butterflies and bees aren’t fooled. They’re nowhere in sight. There are no buds, waiting for just right day to open up. None of them follow the sun across the sky. Nothing wilts. Nothing revives after an afternoon shower.

The colors will fade. Everything fades in the Florida sun. Maybe not today, but one day. And there will be no new replacement color.

And they smell like nothing. They are as fragrant as pictures in a book.

Flowers are a great reminder that no one has to bloom every single day. We can rest, recover, and resurface with renewed color, fragrance, and new growth. We can treasure a moment of beauty rather than take tomorrow’s for granted.

Most importantly, we don’t have to fake it. Just be yourself. You’ll bring color, aroma, and life to a world that desperately needs it.