Secret Garden

Dress: FreePeople; Jacket: Dillards; Shoes: Old Navy; Socks: Urban Outfitters; Purse: H&M; Necklace and Earrings: Francesca's Collection; Flowers: Hollyhocks

Today when I slipped into this floral lace FreePeople dress, I felt like my own secret garden.  If you think about it, we are all our own secret gardens webbed with infinite treasures.  We spend our youth and adult lives being seeded, watered, weathered, wilted, in hopes to one day blossom into our own individuality and provide the earth with beauty and life.  Every year that passes is simply a chapter to the book we write.  It is so funny because if you can look back on each year, you may be able to pick out a theme.  I have had years where I felt that all I dealt with were struggles.  But struggles nonetheless that taught me huge life lessons.  Then I had years where relationships fell into place and life started to roll out but I was still unsure as to who I was.  I had a year where things I always wanted I now had.  I was reborn then fell away.  Whole then incomplete.  Lost then found.  At the ripe age of 26, I know there is so much more that life has to throw at me, but for the first time ever, I can honestly say, that I have blossomed.  Rather than drifting through life like a wild flower, I now see a clear picture.  I know exactly who I will be, what I will do, and where I am going.