I love the peony flower. When I spotted 3 pink ones the other day at the store, I was excited over my find. They hadn't begun to blossom yet so I knew there was a risk they wouldn't open up. So far only 2 show promise.
I'm reminded how life extends us the opportunity to blossom. The experiences that bring us to our knees, that break through our denial and crumble our protective shields, are the ones that teach each us about love and compassion.
When life brings us those opportunities, we either choose to blossom or remain tight in the bud. We become bitter or we soften with compassion.