A story about a plant by Beth Lowton.
About ten years ago when I still worked in Chorley, the old wooden building that my job was in was set on fire over a bank holiday weekend and burnt down. It didn't stand a chance really.
Shortly after that, the business relocated to the other side of town and we slowly got on with building the business back again.
Our new office had obviously been empty for some time, little remnants of the previous office remained, a pen, a teaspoon, and a small set of drawers. I was having a root around on that first day in there, and I found in the drawer a funky looking retro ceramic plant pot with the remains of a plant in it, obviously from the desk of the previous office worker. I didn't think much but just filled the pot with some cold water out of the kettle next to me, and plonked it on the windowsill, and got on with the task at hand... About a week later, I noticed that the twig which was left had puffed back out with the water id put in for it, so I put some more water in, and brought it over and put in on my desk so I could look at it while I was working. During the next few weeks and months the plant fully came back to life!! It grew new succulent leaves, it got colour back into the body of it, it was actually a really lovely juicy succulent plant again!
When I left that job I took the plant with me and put it in my bathroom at home. It's still doing so well, it's a little belter! It's had some babies which I've planted in the pot with it and it's got loads more branches now, it's living it's best life!
I think what I mean is that sometimes plants, or people, can shutdown, seem dead behind the eyes, lose hope in themselves, be left behind forgotten in a drawer, but there is still potential for a brand new lease of life, better than the life you have had before! Don't give up! Nurture each other!