When I was a child, time spent alone with my mom was a rare thing. Due to circumstances, the only time I had her attention all to myself was when I was sick and stayed home from school. Unfortunately, due to chronic ear infections, this happened several times a year. It would usually start with a late night trip to the hospital. One quick look in my ear and the doctor would write an illegible prescription and send us home with enough meds to do the night. The next morning as my father and sister left for the day, my mom would bundle me up and off to the pharmacy we went. The pharmacist would usually know what we were there for and would have the Rx ready within in minutes. Just enough time for my mom to pick up a few things, and two Cherry Blossoms! She would sneak them in, without me seeing.
When we arrived home, my mom would make us hot chocolate and surprise me with a Cherry Blossom. I would take my medicine and mom and I would sit on the couch and eat our chocolate candy while watching The Price is Right. It’s one of my most precious memories from childhood and Cherry Blossoms have become a symbol of serenity for me. When I have a bad day, I buy myself a Cherry Blossom. When I feel uneasy, I buy a Cherry Blossom. When I feel out of control and helpless, I buy a Cherry Blossom.
So today, as I pondered the changes taking place in my life and feeling immensely overwhelmed, I bought a Cherry Blossom.
