A couple years ago I was hired into a team just as the department manager was leaving. On what was, perhaps, her last day in the office, she gave each of us a small bamboo plant. I’ve always wanted one of these plants.
I happen to love bamboo but I’ve been told that a bamboo plant is traditionally given as a good luck gift. So I’ve never bought one for myself and figure when the time was right, someone would see fit to give me this gift….or not. Control is funny that way.
So here we are….
Me, finally with this gift of a tiny plant.
There is just one problem. I have no idea how to keep a plant alive.
I have, what is referred to as a black thumb.
Everything I’ve ever tried to grow has died. This has been an incredibly sad reality in my life, because I love plants. I grew up enjoying a little garden in my parents’ back yard yet I was too embarrassed to say to my mom, “hey, I want to have some plants, but I don’t know how that works.”
Why didn’t I just turn to the internet? Yeah, I can’t even begin to give an answer that makes sense. I just assumed that it was either something you could do or something that you couldn’t and the idea of asking someone seemed so much like admitting defeat that it never even crossed my mind.
But a couple years ago, a person came into my life and he changed that thinking. He’s my husband, Ben, and the man got me dreaming for the first time in a long time and he’s the kind of guy who regularly asks me, “What do you need today?”
Yes, I am the luckiest.
I was finally able to say out loud, “You know that I’d like? I’d like a garden. I’d like a container garden here on the porch of my apartment and I’d like grow basil and maybe a few other things, but…I DON’T KNOW HOW.”
He was not shocked.
He did not judge me.
He didn’t even look at me weird.
This plant, though, this plant is SPECIAL because after I asked for help and learned to grow a garden on my porch, I grew this one, in the office, at my desk, and ALL BY MYSELF. My plant grew the largest of anyone’s and what’s amazing is that I didn’t even realize it. I only just figured it out in the last couple days going through some old archived photos. There it is, just a baby bamboo plant and now, it is HUGE and I LOVE IT.
The point is, I wanted to learn to do something new.
I wanted to change.
I wanted to grow.
So I screwed up the courage and asked for help from someone I could trust. Now that it’s all said and done, I feel confident about my ability to grow plants AND I feel confident that if I got stuck, I could ask for help.
As I was comparing my plant pictures side by side, I was thinking how much, for me, it feels just like my before and after pictures when I help someone simplify their life and get organized. I’m like my husband, Ben.
I am not shocked.
I am not here to judge.
I will not look at you weird.
We might find a funny thing or two that will make us laugh but that’s just good medicine AND we WILL find funny things in your house sometimes.
But it’s a reminder for me, to think about my bamboo plant before we start organizing because it’s the BEFORE and AFTER pictures that can show us just how far we’ve come.
The progress, the change, can be amazing.