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Flowers One Day, The Story

I came up with the concept for Flowers One Day the first day I moved to Convergence. I had been living in the Ballston neighborhood of Arlington. I had moved everything already to The Residence at Convergence but had to go back to my old apartment one more time to double check for anything left behind and vacuum.

I went through the apartment and checked every room to make sure I didn’t leave anything. I peeked into one of the closets and there they were. The old, dead and dried bouquet of flowers. I took them off the hook they were hanging from and went towards the door to throw them down the garbage chute. I stopped and turned around.

Should I take them with me? No, I couldn’t. These flowers are from my past. I am headed toward a new future.

I stood in the hallway not knowing what to do. Eventually I hung the flowers back up where they were. Tears rolled down my face. I sat down in the middle of the hallway on the floor. I was so confused.

Why was this so hard? They are dead flowers! What the heck am I crying about?!

I grabbed my phone, still sobbing, and dialed my best friend. She was the person I went to whenever I needed comfort or prayer. She answered the phone. I babbled on and on about how I was moving my stuff out and I found these flowers that I had forgotten about. I explained that for some reason I couldn’t throw them away. I couldn’t take them with me either. What was I going to do? Why am I crazy?

These were the first flowers I had ever gotten from a man. They were from a man I loved and love very much. He was like a disease, with no cure.

My friend listened to me patiently. She comforted me with heartfelt words and spoke with honesty. “You’ll get your flowers one day.”

We spoke a little more and hung up. I went back to the closet. I took my camera and snapped a picture of the flowers. I didn’t have any plans for the picture but I just wanted to at least have a picture of it; proof that my memories weren’t a figment of my imagination. These memories were real. I had experienced this human being and I was changed because of it.

Eleven months later, to the day, Flowers One Day will open.

Originally published on Christina Perry’s blog, Flowers One Day.
Exhibit Opening November 9, 5-7 PM.




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