I bought this girl (“My Fair Lady”) more than a year ago! She was tiny and adorable and only $10, and since Costco has an AMAZING return policy, I thought, “Hmmm, when it dies I can either return it, exchange it, or, I can just take it to Mom and she’ll probably be able to bring it back to life. That crazy plant lady mother of mine!” So, I put her in the cart and took her home.
Guess what peeps? I’VE ACCIDENTALLY KEPT HER ALIVE FOR OVER A YEAR NOW? So HOW exactly did I manage to keep an orchid alive? You know, an ORCHID? Notoriously one of the most difficult living things to keep alive. Umm, I did NOTHING! Nothing whatsoever. I put her in this pretty green vase, watered her randomly, stuck her in front of this window and checked in on her now and again. You may not be able to see them, but there are these two long “things” protruding from the soil that look like extra-large petrified worms: Yup, that’s literally what I thought they were. Giant worms growing from the soil. Honestly, once her first bloom dropped, I wasn’t even sure if she was alive or not. She just stood there in the window day after day looking bald and naked and quite indeed dead. At one point I actually threw her away people! Right into the garbage she went, but a few hours later it was really bothering me that she was in the trash since I wasn’t 100% sure she was dead or not. So, I dug her back out and tried starting over with a new and improved life plan for her in case she was planning a resurrection. Well? She did!
BTW, “the day of the worms” was a fun day at our house! “Giiiiiiaaaaaaa, come fast honey, PLEASE!” I myself was somewhat petrified, with a good 4-foot between me and them. “What mommy, WHAT?” “Gia, there are these two long green things sticking out of that plant and I’m pretty sure they are worms and they look kind of stale so they might be dead but please honey, since you’re a nature person and I’m afraid of snakes or anything that crawls on its belly, can you look and see what they are? Then? I literally pushed my own child straight toward the windowsill and made HER go closer for the inspection. (I’m such a good mom, right?) “Umm, Mommy?” “Yes?” “They aren’t stale worms you silly child, they’re ROOTS. Come look!” I went closer. Put my head down a little then she PUSHED MY HEAD right towards the worms and I screamed. OMG that kid. So anyway, yup. Little girl “O” has now produced two giant earthworm looking roots. WHAT THE HELL? And what do I do now? I never thought she’d really survive much less thrive under my care. After all, I’ve killed just about every living houseplant I’ve ever had except for those little succulents you see flanking her. NO ONE can kill a succulent, not even me. Well, at least I don’t think so. But I digress.
So, I started to think about it, and I literally almost cried. How on Earth did I manage to keep this girl alive to the point where not only does she have the petrified earthworm roots, but bright, healthy green leaves AND a brand new “lower bloom” to boot (she started with only the one up top). This is how I did it: As stated before, I DID NOTHING! I didn’t worry about her too much or overthink “what to do” to keep her alive and healthy in my “everything has to look perfect” abode. I gave her the very basic things she needed, nothing more, nothing less, then set her in the Sunlight and let her do her thing, in her own time, and in her own way. I DIDN’T SMOTHER HER WITH PERFECTION (although I do converse with and sing to her quite often)! That’s what I did. I let her be and let God do the rest and now she’s beautiful and flourishing! So simple it’s maddening! Seems as though there are many OTHER areas of my life where I need to apply this principle as well, and starting today, I am really going to work on that. Wait? I think I just had epiphany! There is a certain 6’2″, errrr, “potted plant” I happen to love very, very much who I’m certain needs me to stop smothering and worrying after as well. Geez man. SMH! Good grief.
In closing, a $10 potted plant from a “buy 40 toilet papers at once” warehouse store reiterated a very important life lesson that I’ve already known all along. And I cannot thank her enough. And? If you are reading this very first post of mine, I cannot thank YOU enough. Trust me when I tell you, there is still so much more I have to say and share. I invite and welcome you along on my journey. Have a good tomorrow everyone. It’s Easter Sunday. God Bless. — Cat