I just love my Camellia bush. Every
year it blooms so beautifully but with one anomaly. I’m sure you’ve already
noticed it, haven’t you?

Yes! It has one gorgeous rose bloom amongst all the
other pale comparisons. At first, I just thought it a bit weird and shrugged it
off. Then the next year when the same thing happened, it made me pay attention.
Now every year, I look for it and it never disappoints.

Of course, being an author, I just can’t put it down
to some prosaic explanation like strange things happen, or that’s just one of Mother
Nature’s foibles. Not me! I search for deeper meanings in these kinds of occurrences
until I find one that pleases me.

So – I look at that one beautiful little flower and my
imagination takes over.

Let’s think of the flowers on that bush as a large group
of people. Some are formed a bit better, some have more depth in their coloring
and others are clumped together as if they need the support. Yet others have
their leaves more tightly wrapped around them and are hiding from the direct
sun, seeking the safety of the shade.

But not our little pink flower! Being unique, it stands
out, right in front, showing off its specialness. The fact that it lasts longer
than its neighbors is another plus for our small friend.

I’m feeling pretty
happy with my analogy now. You see, we all know individuals who are like out
little rosy bloom. They stand out from among their neighbors and friends. People
who make a difference in their world and leave us happier for having known them.