It’s impossible to imagine where I’d be if I hadn’t moved to Rochester 6 years ago today. Probably not doing this, that’s for sure. Prior to taking an entry-level position in a local advertising agency, I interviewed at agencies and companies in Buffalo, Harrisburg, and Washington D.C., and I could have been anywhere other than that by now given the right opportunity.
It’s nothing that doesn’t cross my mind every day, how great life can be and how I love everything about it at the moment, it’s just a little more top of mind on a day like today when I’m remembering how my parents moved me into a sketchy little apartment on a 90-degree day and somehow I didn’t die of a gas leak or get abducted by the shady didn’t-want-me-there landlord.
Last year when I wrote of a mini-celebration honoring my anniversary of moving to Rochester, I presented the 5-year Jade plant that I adopted my first year in town. Left behind by an old roommate, it was tiny. A succulent newbie. But now it has blossomed. In fact, in just the last 6-months I’ve seen more growth than ever before, and maybe that’s some metaphor for life in general, but really, the plant’s the bomb. Those green arrows indicate new spurts of growth, assuring me the plant isn’t always just going to be a one- or two-legged stalk of a Jade, it’s got it going on in all directions.
Anyone else there use obscure growing objects to measure marked progression, literally or figuratively? Back tomorrow with an unexpected little DIY. A crafty game-changer. Until then!