I bought a lilac bush.
My need for lilacs started when I grabbed a bunch at the store a few weeks ago. They were fresh cut, right off the bush and when I put them into water, the smell was heaven.
I forgot about lilacs, forgot that I loved the rain-soaked sweetness of them.
The clippings didn’t last long, and when they died, I knew I wanted them all of the time. Everyday.
Not too many things in life grab ahold of me like that. I took one inhale, remembered lilac, and decided it would be in my life for the rest of my days.
I told Michael I was buying a lilac bush and planting it outside my office window. I declared that it would grow to be a huge wall of wonderful and I would bring clippings into our house, fill our space with the glorious sweet smell.
“Are you? Great,” he responded. A few more questions followed. Where was I buying it? Online. Did I want the landscapers to plant it? No, I would plant it myself.
He loved the idea, became excited right along with me. When I went to purchase it, the zone guide told me that Arizona was a little out of the ideal zone for lilacs. I hesitated, became unsure if I could have them. Maybe I would need to settle for clippings, and only when they were available in the store.
Michael assured me it was close enough. We would “keep an eye on it,” and shade it if necessary. A lilac bush was possible, we would make it work, he said.
Just like that I was stronger, more resolute that my desire to bring something new into my life was possible. He does that, he has since the day I met him. I hope I do the same for him.
We’ve gotten into all sorts of trouble with this “sure, why not” attitude, but it has made all the difference in our together life. The lilac bush may not work out, but it might. I like that part of having someone in my life.
He’s special, my Michael.
When he drives me crazy, I simply remember all of the times the dream was mine. I rambled, painted a sparkly picture complete with flailing hands and declared I could do it all on my own. And then I couldn’t, or wondered if I shouldn’t. All of those times he listened and nodded and dug the hole.
My thoughts from the laundry room. Sweet Dreams.
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