A story inspired by a 5-year old in love with “Once upon a time a little girl …” 😉
Once upon a time a little girl picked a bouquet of flowers. She put them in a vase of water and placed the vase next to a window. Each flower upon its sturdy stem was beautiful in the sunlight. But then time passed and the flowers changed no matter how many times she added water. One morning she brushed her hand across the dying blooms and a whole flower fell to the table.
It broke revealing all its many parts that had made a single whole.
The girl gently touched the fragile pieces. While she admired their different shapes and colors and textures, she wanted her flower back as a single beautiful thing.
And so she picked up the stigma and stamen and petals and leaves and she tried to put the puzzle back together again. It was, of course, an impossible task. As she stood there at the window trying to decide if she should be very angry or very sad or just a little crabby, a ray of light touched a petal and the withering stems.  “It’s still beautiful,” the girl realized with a smile, “Just in a different way.”
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