I remember those summer days when I had my first crush.
Plucking away those flower petals like my future depended on it.
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me….not.
I remember that longing to be loved and that disappointment when it didn’t happen by who I had hoped it would.
I’ll never forget my first crush: Andy.
I was in 6th grade and my friends thought this crush was so funny. They went as far as to write fake love letters from him. They delivered them to my house and hid them in my desk at school. They watched me read each letter full of excitement. Hoping and believing they were actually written by him.
Come to find out, it was all a big joke.
My heart was broken and I was humiliated.
Lucky for them (haha) I have forgiven and have moved on. My heart is mended and guess what…I found love and it wasn’t with Andy! haha
Funny how we put so much faith into superstitions like a daisy flower.
As if my future REALLY depended on how many flower petals were on that particular blossom.
I’ve since learned to put my faith in a God up above instead.
His love never fails. He is unwavering, faithful and guess what…he even controls the future! Why NOT put my faith in that?
Friends, quit plucking flowers. Toss that flower down and raise those hands up to the heavens. This is where you can find true answers and a love that is never–ending!
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