Cherry Blossom



Every year, I take pics of the cherry blossom on the tree in my garden. It’s a marker of spring coming, of the year changing and also of how much I miss my ex.

At the same time of year, the daffodils she planted all come out to say hello. So, this time is always bittersweet. The flowers are innocent and happy, they’re just waving hello at me.

But I always feel slightly wistful and wish she was here to see the beauty she created.