When I moved to Texas, I think I was in mourning for Oregon for about 3 years. It took me that long to appreciate where I am and to truly count my blessings. I could not see the beauty around me.
I’ve gotten so that I can finally appreciate the beauty of Texas. The wildflowers that are in bloom right now are just amazing. Primrose, Indian Paint Brush, Bluebonnets, Black Eyed Susans, etc.
I am blessed to have my friends and family. I am loved and appreciated. I love my job and my boss and co-workers are awesome.
I have an amazing life!
These are all things that I could not see previously.
What changed? I finally got my head out of my ass and saw the world around me for what it is!
I’m doing my best to Bloom Where I’m Planted!
Go ahead, make my day. :) Share, push a button or two!
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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She's had a successful blog with a growing and loyal following for more than 5 years. Penny has written articles for Counseling Directory .org, Introvert Dear .com, and WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published on Ariel Chart, a monthly online Journal, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society and a member of All Poetry .com Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 by Z Publishing. She is currently working on her first novel. You can find more of her writings on her blog at: https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
Bravo Penny.
You now know how a Monarch butterfly feels when it migrates south for the winter months.
When they arrive at a new warmer spot they must experience the “what the hell is this” reaction.
But after a brief period of time they accept the fact that there new surroundings are just as welcoming as their former.
I am glad you made the change and morphed into a beautiful butterfly. 🙂
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You are too kind sir! Thank you as always for your support!
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