Magnolia

There is a huge Magnolia tree outside my window.  It rarely blossoms.  It feels no need to show off or call attention to itself.  But now it has gifted me with a blossoming branch of flowers.  Only I can see it.  You cannot see it from the ground or from across the street.  Other branches obscure the view of these blossoms.  They blossom just for me, unworthy as I am.  A nearby branch is almost completely dead, but this does not deter the tree from blossoming.  Can I be like the tree, no need to perform or call attention to myself?  Accepting that though part of me is no longer functioning well, I don’t have to let that deter me from blossoming my best self nonetheless.  Age and time can diminish but not destroy.  Always have hope.  Today may be your blossoming day for you.  You just might be a gift for someone else.  Hope.