: About Me

The sixth grade came for me, and so did the stress. I loved flowers and wanted to grow big, bright sunflower to put on the balcony of our 2-bedroom apartment. I went to but all the necessary paraphernalia including some top-notch fertilizer and a gleaming dark tan plastic tub for my "sunshine." So why would a young girl want all this fancy stuff for her soon-to-be bloom? Let's just say she remembered who her mommy was. My mom is a short, proud woman who loved flowers. She, like her daughter is now, used to be deeply stressed and flowers tended to make her forget. That is when the idea of a...