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Monday, December 26, 2005
My mom gave me a bunch of beautiful red tulips for Christmas:
Part of their beauty stems (hehe) from the fact that they won't last. I used to shun the idea of receiving gifts of flowers, "They'll just die in a few days." Now I realize my error; it is partly because they will die soon that they are so beautiful.
I'm not talking about the science of botany as much as my need to soak up and appreciate their existence while they are here.
Every time I walk into my kitchen, I look at my tulips and appreciate them. There is a sense of joy I get from those short moments that is cumulative. At the end of the day, I feel better off for having seen them.
posted by hilary at 4:51 PM |
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