Life.

I’ve taken care of a baby jade plant, as part of my greener family, for the better part of three years, now.

She’s sick. Her leaves are curling up and turning black and falling off. Her beautiful, once-strong branches and drooping and the leaves keep going from light green to dark green and back as she struggles to survive. I’ve cut her back so far and removed so much dead or decaying material that she’s hardly recognizable. I took her out of old oil and gave her new soil.

She LOVED the old window in our old apartment. She doesn’t seem to quite love the light in any of the windows in our new apartment.

Maybe I shouldn’t feel as sad as I do about this. It’s just a plant, right? But, maybe, it’s a death nonetheless and that’s what’s getting to me.

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