I got a hanging plant for Mother’s Day from my step kids and their bio mom. It was so sweet of her to think of me. But then I neglected the plant. I’ve always had a black thumb but when you forget you own a plant and thus, never water it, of course it will die. A couple months ago, I remember looking at the plant and see all the dead stems and no green left and I knew I’d killed it. As much as I wanted to keep it alive and flourishing because it was such a sweet gift, I killed the plant. But I left it sitting there because I didn’t feel like getting rid of it just yet. Maybe it was laziness. Maybe I just didn’t want to throw it away quite yet.