I’ve been putting off my first blog post for awhile now. I wanted it to be about my purpose. If you knew me before my flower farm, you know that this was a very “out of the blue” thing for me.
I’ve been asked so many times “so why’d you do it?” And honestly never had a great answer.
I mean I like flowers. A lot. I don’t mind hard work, or working outside. I stumbled across a few flower farms on social media, did a little research, and said “hey, I could do something like that”.
Well, today I found my purpose.
My best friend from growing up is currently serving in the Peace Corps, and she asked me to deliver her mom some flowers for May Day. I told her I would have to make do with what flowers I have left (it’s the end of my tulip season), and that I couldn’t come until around 7:30, after I got home from my desk job.
I arrived at her parent’s house, bouquet in hand. Her dad greeted me at the driveway with a big grin, and her mom stepped outside from the backdoor, first with a puzzled look, and then a familiar glow. Her eyes immediately began watering as she hugged me. I stayed to catch up for a few minutes. She couldn’t stop saying how thoughtful it was of her daughter to send flowers (along with a familiar face).
Without getting too into detail, they were so touched and happy of the small gift that the daughter they missed so much sent to them.
Back to my purpose: Seeing the reaction of a surprised mother made it so clear to me that my purpose is to spread joy. Those emotions sealed the deal for me, that it’s not necessarily about hard work, or the pretty flowers, or the sales, but about the people.
Happy May Day!