My mom cornered me in the kitchen and began to tell me about the people who died at her job recently. The 4-cup coffee maker I was using couldn’t brew fast enough. This was yet another story I didn’t want to hear. So two clients died leaving money behind for their family to fight over. Blah blah blah… My mom said “you see me, I have nothing to leave behind. So they’ll be no fighting over my stuff”. She walks away, then comes back 20 seconds later and say “oh wait my house plants… You can donate them to the Botanic Gardens.”
I had to laugh because all I could think was yup, your house plants would be the perfect additions to the collection of plants & trees which perfectly display the art and science horticulture.
Join me in this life of #misery.
I will help you celebrate the good times and cry with you through all the bad times.