Planted, Not Buried.

I saw a photo today on Facebook.  It read, “Sometimes when you’re in a dark place you think you’ve been buried, but actually you’ve been planted.”

That hit home.  I’m not saying that right now I’m in a dark place, but I am in a new place.  And new is not easy.  But what I’ve noticed about myself when I enter into new situations is that I tend to want to run from it and return to the familiar and comfortable.

So I guess you could say that my “dark” place is my new place. Bloom where you are planted.