100 Words: Growing In The Cracks.

A perfect miniature marigold lives in the crack between sidewalk and step. It’s too late to yank it by the roots — it has arrived. It’s growing, has a tiny flower.

Who am I to declare “You may not thrive there…”

My daughter knows a thing or two about the marigold trick. She floated in on the wind when no one was paying attention and planted herself, said hello. How could I say — Mistake! Go back! — once she had gone to the trouble of becoming?

Who am I to refuse life, or say no to blossoming, to the cause of beauty?

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Terri Crosby

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    Virginia A Boyle

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    Oh, cheez, Terri, you made me cry again–how tender and sweet. Thank you. Love, Va

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    Shiner

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    What a sweet image of Mac’s arrival….thanks

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      Terri Crosby

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      Yes, she came in on the wind. Don’t you love that? She really did… :–)))

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    Debbie Riggs

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    You mail it every time Terri. It is amazing what you pack into 100 words. I always look forward to reading these.

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Debbie! And I so appreciate you letting me know!

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    Joyce

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    Another stunning thought beautifully expressed!

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    Teria

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    Terri,
    I’ve gone back and re-read your words (at Spirit’s persistent nudging 🙂 at least 4 times today !
    Who am I indeed….?…..to refuse life, or say ‘NO’ to blossoming …….? (even a multitude of blossoms !)
    A little humbling………:-)………and de-LIGHT-FULL…………….Yesssssss …………:-)

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Teria! So glad the words were helpful.

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