Most commonly known as the snake plant
I never considered myself a “plant person.” In fact, I tend to be notorious for killing plants… or at least, the plants I’ve had which has been slim to none. Admittedly I have a few plants that will live forever despite my tendencies because they are a rare species from HomeGoods.
“These plants are easy to grow and, in many cases, are nearly indestructible.”
I’ve been working on myself for as long as I can remember. If I’m being honest, it’s been really rough and any kind of changes I’ve made have been surface level at most. Recently, however I’ve been craving an overhaul. The kind of work that is soul altering. A dear friend of mine points out whenever I’m growing, which has been more than welcomed because I tend to be my own biggest critic. If I take a step back, I can confidently say that I’ve been through hell, I’m still going through hell but I’m standing and I’m growing. Even when it doesn’t feel that way.
“They will thrive in very bright light or almost dark corners of the house.”
Last year I started to refer to certain people as, “sunshine.” I was lucky enough to befriend them and I remain thankful everyday for their presence in my life. They push me to be a better version of myself and I can feel the momentum brewing. Sometimes however, there are moments of darkness. I know the sunshine is still there, but some things must be done in darkness. For me, darkness looks and feels like a haunting past full of pain and trauma with little nuggets of new struggles. Even though I find it hard to admit or recognize, I grow in moments of light and darkness.
I am a snake plant.