Those who overlooked me had no faith. But I had enough faith in me and some more to grow on. I had enough for a field of weeds, or a street full of cracks willing to host life. I had enough dreams to make me grow! And so I did. I forced my roots deep into tiny spaces and made them bigger, and I made my own way, claiming a place where it seemed no one could ever call home. I stretched out my leaves, uncurling them to claim the air around me and I reached up and away as far as I could, to be my biggest self.
It’s no matter that some would say I am too small to measure up.
I measure myself by my will, not my size.
I rely on myself for my strength. I am proud of my independence, but still, it pleases me that I have grown enough to have a shadow of my own. Me and my shadow stick together as we split the asphalt, and we stand tall among the cracks, reaching deeper and deeper to new depths.
I have become “one of a certain stature.” I reached a benchmark. I wished and made it so. Right now that is something I’m proud of.
I grew. I grow. I am more than I thought I could be. And this is just the beginning.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be. Please come back again for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like. Even better, look down at the world that teems with life and meaning. It is right at your feet!