• red rope on three branch

    Red flags we call fine

    I wanted to write a reminder of reasons I walked away from you, to put shape to the silence that my actions always spoke through. Sometimes when it’s time to explain the why, I never quite play the part, my words fall short of the feeling so I let quiet rest in my heart. And that silence? It echoes louder than anything I could say or do, a punishment in stillness more honest than disagreeing with you. We were never meant to happen, that should’ve been my first sign; a red flag I held like a secret, saw it waving, then called it fine. I ignored it without reason, a…

  • Flowers and Relationships

    While taking care of my bouquet of roses the other day, I started thinking about the relationship between flowers and, well, relationships. Although not groundbreaking, it is a symbol worth noting and remembering whenever we find ourselves wondering what went wrong. Like flowers, relationships are susceptible to withering. Some, you will find, quicker than others. The thing is, when you take that extra care of your flowers — adding the chemical solution in the water to keep them fresh, changing the water every now and then (or watering them if a garden), keeping them cool, etc. —  the flowers naturally will last longer. You’re investing quality time on them and…