Every Rose ...

 

Maybe a relationship is like a rose ... you see the bloom and you're enthralled by the beauty of the bloom. You start your journey to obtain the rose.

 

Along the way, you realize that there are thorns that you didn't see when you were admiring the rose. You fight through a few of the smaller thorns and then you come across the big thorns. These are hard to navigate. You get pricked. You're bleeding. The cut is stinging and all you want to do is drop the rose and go find something less painful. But as you stand there bleeding, still holding the rose, you make a decision. It would be easy to drop everything. It would be easy to start over and look for a flower with no pain involved.

 

But if you've got the right rose ... you make the decision to keep fighting through the thorns. You might get pricked a couple more times. You may get hurt. But in the end, you find the rose, and the thorns are smaller. Soon, you are at the rose, and the trip seems to be just a small part of the quest to find your rose.

 

And the rose is what you were after. Only, this rose never wilts, and never loses it's fragrance.