Sunday Best: February Floral

top: Kohl's, cardigan: Smith's Marketplace, jeans: Old Navy, boots: TJ Maxx 

Please tell me there's not some rule about having too much floral in your wardrobe. If that's the case, I'm pretty sure I'm breaking a rule. Floral is one of my favorite prints. And I feel like a floral print is kind of like a snowflake. No two floral prints are exactly the same, ya hear me? 

I especially like wearing floral in the winter because if I can't have flowers in my planter boxes, then gosh dang it, I'll wear them on my body.  

This coming week, I'm going to buy myself some real flowers. My Valentine flowers are kind of looking more like zombie flowers, but I just can't bring myself to toss them in the trash. So yes, I'll replace them. I'll replace them with some of the cheap, overlooked flowers at the grocery store. I've made it a habit to do this, to buy the pathetic bouquets that no one else wants. I do this because they are hella cheap, and also because there's this part of me that wants to make something ugly and broken into something beautiful. It's a small life achievement each time I bring these bouquets home, nurse them, trim them, love on them, and arrange them tenderly in a vase.

I feel like the unwanted flowers at the grocery store are a lot like trials. No one looks at a trial and thinks, "Dang, I want to take that trial home and display it on my dining room table for everyone to see." However, I'm learning that as ugly and hopeless as some trials may feel, with some nursing, some hope, some love, and some work . . . these trials can become truly beautiful feats in our lives. 

If you're fighting a trial in your own life, no matter how big or small, I want you to go out and buy yourself a sad bouquet of flowers this week. Do it.