Just a thought, random of sorts. If I had to be a flower which flower would I be. A daisy, no because everytime I hear the word I think of someone flukee. A lily, naw baby, that seems morbid and dead, lifeless and boring. I would have to be a rose...

Although as common the response is, there is a reason why. First I don't know many flowers, I am allergic. (Just to make ya laugh)

But to think of the rose. It starts out so meek and precious, on the surface seemingly inviting. But when you look at a rose really good, the part you hold on to is thorny and painful. Like any wound to extend the life once plucked you put a little salt on the wound. Then after it is dead and gone, it is still beautiful because under pressure its beauty is sealed for a life time.

I enjoy pressing roses. The color is like no other, even under those circumstances. And although you may think you have killed it after removing the beautiful pedals, the thorny portion that remains rooted in who it is, blossoms into the same beautiful flower produced before it was picked on. And those thorns that were there all along the stem have harden and multiplied giving an armour many would avoid.

I am that rose. I have been wounded, plucked, pressed, but my firm roots of who I am keep me strong. While my thorns that were there to protect me before stand taller with new thorns there to make it even more difficult to take me again. And above this strength you find my beauty. Because my purpose is to produce beauty, I can only be what I am. No matter what color I come out. I come out more vibrant than you saw me before.

This rose is permenantly seeled in time. Colors forever remain. I am Shadreana beautiful, strong, creative in my pedals, unique and full of grace. Undeniably irreplacable by the beauty of any other flower! Because I am. I am the best God has to offer!!

Feeling myself and my strength right now. Proud of my steps that I have made. Although everyone has room for improvement. There is something to be said for realizing your own beauty through the test of time. I am a testament of how life, hurts, pain, despair can change to create a passion for life like no other. And I love and appreciate who I have become! No need for applause by any other. I love myself, even if there is no other!!! Muah Feelin myself right now!!! I <3 ME!!