four generations of poinsettias

thought I was the coolest big sister. (Even if no one else cared about me, they did.) I meditated. I manifested. I acted on my manifestations and practiced gratitude for them. Given the opportunity, I would not change the last year for me. I wish I could save all the lives that were lost, help all the people who lost their careers and themselves. I would go back and try to change the world of course, but in the smaller vision of everything I endured, I also wish I could go back to the beginning and tell myself that I would survive. We are all survivors for powering through this pandemic. This year seems to have lasted an infinite amount of time. I hope we are all able to reflect on this time and understand how valuable our lives are and how much we truly have to offer to this thing we call life.

photo by k. krusell contributed by m.e. griffith