Saturday, May 19, 2012

The tiniest of hope

When days begin with someone parked behind me like this…

followed by a car break in (not mine)… it's much easier to see all the difficulties and tribulations in life, and much harder to remain positive. However, the very purpose of this blog is to remember there is ALWAYS something positive out there in the world. 
And so, on my hike today, I found this beautiful cactus flower..


 And engraved in the cacti (which may not be very kind to the cacti), are the names of people proclaiming their love to the world.


How sweet, simple, innocent, and touching. Imagine back to a time when you adored someone so much or they adored you so much that they wanted to carve your name or initials somewhere public for all the world to know, a place to record that moment permanently. 

In the sixth or seventh grade, someone asked me out. I said yes. We were too shy and awkward to speak to one another, but I ironed his initials onto a shirt, not even a t-shirt, but a blouse! We maybe held hands once, then we "broke up". 

Do you remember writing your love's initials in the sand or carving them in a tree trunk or in a school desk? How old were you and where did you do so?

1 comment:

  1. Every time someone scratches their initials into a cactus, new blossoms grow.

    Did we date in Jr high? Because, I remember having that same relationship. :)

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