Tuesday, April 08, 2014

I smell lilacs and I know everything's going to be okay.

Alanna gave me a bunch of lilacs today and when I smelled them, I told her, "I think I'm going to cry."

I didn't. But I was close.

It wouldn't have been a sad cry.

It would have been an I'm so relieved it's that time of year again, the time when the lilacs come back and I know everything's going to be okay kind of cry.

I have loved lilacs for as long as I can remember. Since I was a little kid with much blonder hair and a much cuter smile and my Nan had a lilac bush in her yard.

Somewhere along the way, lilacs became a symbol of hope for me, a symbol of survival. I think that happened without me really noticing it, at least not until last year, when I found lilacs here in Beijing.

These tiny flowers mean so much to me that I've actually thought of getting a bunch tattooed on my side. Maybe someday. For now, these photos will have to do.

My reminder that Spring always comes and everything's going to be okay.

P.S. These photos are from one of my favourite days last year. 


  1. Gorgeous photos. I love this time of year too. There's a sense of renewal and I breathe just a little easier. Spring is pretty short-lived where I am though. It usually goes from freezing temps to summer in 2 minutes!

  2. That's what happens here in Beijing, too! It feels like we have spring for... maybe two days! But I'm gonna call it spring even if the temperature says otherwise :)


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