petals. like life, it was just a different kind of beauty. life changes and it is good to look for the “different” beauty to be grasped. usually that new beauty is not of our own choosing, but is still okay.
there is also the lesson, for me, that i should not always assume that life will not change. there are times when the wind will take what you know and blow it into a totally different shape when you least expect it. that new shape is not always bad…it is just sometimes uncomfortable. for me, it makes me rely on god more than i would if life were going smooth.
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