Reminders

I remember that day in Maine. A decade ago. When I lived alone for the first time in my life and felt I had all the time and space in the world. I wandered aimlessly back then, searching for something I didn’t yet know.

On one frigid day a florist gifted me this flower. I don’t know why. Maybe he knew what I was looking for. (Maybe magic? Maybe wonder? Maybe connection?) Rather than keeping the bloom cloistered in glass, I drove out to the lake and watched her float beneath the sky.

On days when it feels like I’m trying to keep my head above water, I’m reminded that rather than being weighed down, I can loosen my grip. Untether. Let the wind and water carry me along.