Flowers in Bloom

When I arrived in Poznan, there was a message on the whiteboard as you walk in the door that read "Bloom Where You Are Planted"...with a cute little blooming flower. I erased my name this morning, but I left the message because I think we all need that kind of reminder. In our chaotic lives are we a wilting flower or one that cannot even break through the soil? Things do not have to be perfect for us to Bloom. We do not have to go halfway around the world to see the beauty of life. We can have a servant's heart and a good attitude in every situation. We all take things for granted --and things could be so much worse. We can bloom and choose to be happy wherever we are. We can influence others by our body language (or be misinterpreted) and maybe a smile will make someone's day or a dirty look crushes their enthusiasm. Step outside the box and think about the good you can do in your community or your home. I admit that my sarcasm is still alive in me, but try to only let it come out around people that understand it is sarcasm rather than being rude or derogatory.

I will have you also know that I kept plants alive while I was in Poland. Maybe I will try to have an aloe vera plant when I get home. LOL, the nice garden man in Kennewick told me you just have to show them love and feed and water them...hopefully a slow goodbye to my black thumb.

The countdown has commenced:

31 hours until I depart Poznan, Poland
12 more train rides
11 people that will be hard to say goodbye to
10 new friends on facebook--and thousands of pictures
9 am--one more day of being able to wake up at 9am
8 hr workday--something I am not looking forward to
7 hours until I have to say goodbye to my friend Emma
6 days until I reach American Soil
5 currencies left in my wallet
4 days travelling with a friend
3 castles to see
2 plane rides left
1 excited girl to see her friends and family