Symbiosis

When I was a little, I remember my grandmother’s plant stash filling the rear of her home, and my mother had a Pothos on top of the refrigerator that reached to the floor. My mother always had a range of philodendrons propagated in glasses of water, and we grew miniature bushes from sweet potato scraps…

When I think of the moments of elation I have experienced over some of my successes, I am astounded at the number of times they have been accompanied by elation's hellish opposite. -Steve Martin