I know it’s kind of weird but hear me out.
When I was a child I loved milkweed pods in the fall. So soft and filled with potential.
We would run in the woods and pick the stem with the semi-opened pod and run with them spreading the weed’s seeds all over.
We didn’t know they were weeds and a nuisance to lawn enthusiasts everywhere. We just knew they were fun. The fluffs were wishes in the air. You could pick a fluff, make your wish and send it off into the universe with your silent hopes attached.
Even today when I see them, like I did this weekend, I do not see anything but possibilities when I gazed at them. After all, they are filled with thousands of wishes in each pod. It’s moments like these that I’m glad I still have some of my childhood faith left. I got to make my wish this weekend I hope everyone gets that chance this autumn.