I’m sure this isn’t the first blossom in the county this spring. But it MY first blossom, and it feels like it’s been a while.

She might be one of the older trees in the orchard. She might not be the prettiest, might’ve been around the block and back, weathered many storms, and seen some pretty rotten, fruitless seasons.

But she’s still rooted, still has a lot to offer. She still steps up, first to bloom, to encourage her sisters to wake from slumber and do the same. She offers wisdom that comes with maturity and experience. And: she is still beautiful. She’s still worthy of attention and love, even if her age, scars, appearance, or disposition cause her to be overlooked.

I’ve missed this journey through the orchards, ironically due to my aging bladder. 😉 But I’m back now, and I’m going to keep showing up.

Whatever is discouraging you today, I implore you: keep showing up. You are BEAUTIFUL, and you still have purpose.