I’m a recovering control freak.

I was thinking about this a week ago as I pruned a plant of ours that has lived with prabu for the past 1+ years. It just kills me to see the little brown edges color the corner of leaves. But I just let it be.

If I let the control freak in me take control, God knows what would happen.

This one is turning a little yellow at the bottom.
Snip.
If only I knew the right place to cut this.
Snip.
This might kill the plant.
Snip.
I have to help get it just right or we’ll be wrong,

snip snip snip…

This plant that we bought when we first met means a great deal to me.
I suppose that’s why I hold back on all that extra watering and pruning. I’ve learned the hard way what happens when I do that, and this plant means too much to allow myself to get in the way. This time, I’m simply meeting it’s basic needs and stepping back.

I’m sorry I’m a crazy lunatic control freak.