Flower Show

Lately, since returning home, I’ve been considering the new prompt and what to write about. How can I see new things at home? I feel like it is hard to think about things in this light. My hometown is very small, and everyone knows everything about each other, and I feel like I’ve already seen every inch of the town. But, I live very close to Philadelphia, where there’s always something new and fun going on. After our self-quarantine period was up, Jamie visited me! It really cheered me up considering being home for what felt like ages and not being able to see anyone was enough to drive me crazy. I felt like everyone was scared of me and didn’t want to come even see me from a distance because of the possibility that I could be carrying the virus. I understand their concern and know they didn’t mean to make me feel this way, they were just taking necessary precautions. I really felt totally isolated from everyone and everything, it was terrible. So, I am thankful for Jamie for removing me from that mindset. We were trying to think of what to do, and Philly is a quick train ride away. So, we bought tickets to go to the flower show for a new adventure at the very last minute. We thought it would be fun to go out and get away from the negativity that we had been feeling. Honestly, seeing all of the beautiful flowers and getting dressed up made us both feel so much better, and we had a great time! We even ventured our way over towards the historic district and enjoyed lunch at the biggest Wawa in the city afterwards and bought flowers to bring home to our moms. Our little adventure did the trick to cure our blues. The only thing that made us kind of sad was one of the exhibits was centered around Italy and all of the multicolored buildings, but it reminded us of the beauty of where we had just been. (This all happened before social distancing was mandated, before masks needed to be work, and before COVID-19 really reached my area).