Tuesday, June 18, 2013
The Red Poppy
It's not easy to be the one that says "I will no longer be a part of this." To stand up and be unlike the rest. To allow the experience and all that encompasses it to leave my life.
And then to move on. To love those who are with me; who connect and relate together and want to be there. To live life with more happiness and less walking on eggshells. With heartfelt commitment to those spoken promises to one another. To try with all of my heart to move on. It's hard, but has to be done.
This is the first year I've seen this poppy in bloom. A new beginning to it's home, showcasing a chance to stand alone. The outsider was always in there amongst the pale toned crowd, waiting for the right moment to be an original. It just took a new day to discover just how colorfully individual it would be.