It hasn't been the healthiest two weeks. Late in the first 7 days of April, I came down with an illness that forced a physician to place me on bed rest and 10 days worth of antibiotics. So, I notified all clients and editors that my writing assignments had to be placed on hold temporarily, or else would be worked on at the "Grandfather of a snail" like pace. This isn't easy, especially if you're like me, constantly marketing and working, nary a free moment Monday - Friday. The above being said, I did yesterday venture downstairs to the basement library to fetch my computer, bring it upstairs to the bedroom, and work while resting, if that makes sense. While downstairs, I did as I always do, no matter the weather: I removed the curtains and opened the windows to let in fresh air. And this greeted me. I hear the shouts now. "That's what did it to you -- the change of weather, and all the pollen in the air."
That may or may not be true, but there was something special about this lone visible growth rising above the window pane, peering in at me as I gathered what I needed. Most of the time, specimens like this are trampled underfoot, ignored in the realm of busyness I and many allow to consume our days -- even if those days are supposed to be off days. I'm trying to gather the true message here, the "take away" from this moment of discovery. I'm pondering this. Will this dandelion be here, standing at attention, "sun" meeting sunshine, when I recover and return full-time to my desk? Steve
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Steve Sears is a New Jersey based freelance writer
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