Do you remember the porch garden I wrote about here? Two months ago, we both got some tiny plants to make a green corner. We re-potted those tiny souls, changed soil, watered and cleaned everyday.
Time flies so fast. When I saw those tomatoes and new colorful leaves on the bougainvillea, new branches of basil, new daisies, I felt like showering drops of gratitude tears. I did. I save precious drops for all these special occasions.
The beauty of life is in these secrets of the next moments; we do not know what is going to be more magical tomorrow, who is going to give more love in return, who is going to light up our sky. The beauty of life, maybe, is in not knowing anything and still enjoying the magic.
Have a happy weekend, everyone!