Chronicles of Nani - I Am A Crocus

It's March and in our part of Ohio that means one last snowfall, sometimes two. But at our house late February and early March also means flowers! Crocus is a perennial flower, that means it's a bulb in the ground that you don't have to plant every year it just buds and then blossoms. It can start to bud and then be snowed on again and it doesn't stop. 

I consider myself a crocus. Things can be thrown at me, like snow throws itself on a crocus, and I may be slowed down or I may even disappear for a while, but I let it go away or make it go away and then I'm ready to blossom again. 

A chronic illness or living in a wheelchair does not mean you stop blooming. Every time you do some thing in spite of that illness or chair, you bloom a little brighter. You are a crocus too.