Neediness

I got two new plants this year.

They are the same species. They came from the same parent plant. When I first got them, they were the same size.

It was still summertime, so I put both of them outside, on my balcony. The only difference I made about them was their positioning. One, I put right there in the forefront, into the blazing sun. The other one, I gave a bit of shade, shielding it from the harsh sunlight, anticipating the brightness to probably burn it.

The two plants developed very differently, to my surprise.

The one that I trusted to be able to fend for itself, I had unknowingly exposed to everything it needed to grow into a beautiful, lush plant, by not protecting it.

The other is hesitant to grow at all, looking fragile and weak, and even when I then did put it in the sun next to its sister-plant, trying to fix my mistake, it never developed these healthy leaves.

It’s growing, too. But never with quite the same beautiful bushiness.

And this, my dear, is life.

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