To the season of Spring, 🌸🌹🌺🌷
I have grown and healed as a person alongside the daffodils and cherry blossom that grow in my village. Flowers are temporary pleasures; whilst they grow back after their demise, they only do so until one day they can no longer. I realise how similar the human life is, for I have gone through prolonged periods in which my efforts to exist are fruitless and lacking sunshine. But I’m grateful for those days because they’ve taught me how fortunate I am.
This spring has revived my girlhood and I am giddy with the teenage thirst to conquer the world. Since the winter, my audience has doubled. The responsibility to feel, to hurt and to write with honesty and heart has also doubled. I don’t feel the pressure I would experience if this were a school assignment; the weight on my shoulders is different compared to what I’d experience when I was aiming for the best score in the class. I refuse to participate in any kind of trend that portrays me in a way that I’m not or a way I wish I was because I want people to relate to me and feel safe with me. Currently, I feel more like myself than ever.
My involvement with the Literacy Trust has allowed me to pay forward the escapism and joy books offered me as a subdued, cautious child. I’ve handed out free books to children, discussed reading with parents and listened in on imaginative storytellers and the characters they create. I am so excited for what the future holds for the charity with each of their projects being so innovative and worthwhile.
My sudden and brash decision to change careers last summer, I’ve realised, was the most fulfilling and wonderful choice I’ve ever made. Last Spring I couldn’t recall the last time I was happy. I’m happy writing this and I was happy yesterday, too. When I held my three-month old nephew last weekend I was elated.
Roses are currently growing up my garage door. There’s also two rose bushes blooming in my front garden. Every morning I dust the petals off my car like they’re confetti and bite back a smile at just how thoughtful nature can be.
Til next year, Spring. Thank you for all your beautiful things 🩷🩷🩷
Have an amazing summer! I can't wait to see what it brings.
Love from Karisma xxx