don't pick the weeds

Life is like a flowerbed. 

A few months ago I was clearing out the flowerbeds for Spring. I pulled buckets and buckets of weeds. 

But I came across one type of weed that looked different than the rest. So I decided to leave it. I even told Brandon (with a glimmer of hope per se) that maybe something good would come from them. 

Last week, I noticed that the weeds I was going to pull were merely not weeds at all. They had become beautiful vibrant flowers. 

Sometimes it can feel that we only have weeds around us. But, with a little time and patience, if we allow it, those weeds may become something beautiful.

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