My former spouse and I used to play a game in the good days, where we would ask each other, “What would you be if you were a flower (tree, book, color, you name it)? So when I saw a prompt for a blog of “What would you be if,” I thought about what my responses would be now.
What would I be if I were a flower? My old response was a tulip. It is fragile, short lasting, simple, and colorful. It is also graceful, which I am not. My new response is a violet. I have violets growing in my yard. Some yard aficionados consider the violets to be weeds, but for me they are a delight. They bloom twice a year and are hardy, though they look delicate.
What would I be if I were a tree? My old response is forgotten, but Dogwood is my current choice. I have one in my front yard. It has a multi-trunk, which gives it character, and it has such a beautiful bloom, red, red leaves in the autumn, which turn early and last a long time. Its branches reach out, seemly to embrace my yard. I also love the Christian connection of the Dogwood legend.
What would I be if I were a book? I would be A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. It is a coming of age story, and I seem to keep coming of age. I used to think at some point one’s life hit a plateau, and would remain there until the end, and maybe that actually happens. I haven’t hit mine, yet.
What would I be if I were a color? Red is the color of choice. It is warm, vibrant, and brings life into a room. Red is the joyous deep color of poinsettias.
What would I be if I were a holiday? For today I would be Christmas. It is the holiday of the Nativity, and this is the year of my rebirth. I wish the merriest of Christmases to everyone, without exception.