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A few years ago, I wrote a blog about my hobby of growing roses. I correlated  pruning roses is like shedding old habits. I am adding an update to this example.
We removed a few of our rose bushes a couple of seasons ago due to what we thought was weed rot.  I was sadly disappointed when I saw they were withering. Seeing the empty bed of dirt was painful.
When the next spring arrived, we were surprised that a few strong rose vines started to grow again. This spring, they have graduated to rose bushes, with new buds starting to blossom. I was amazed and glad about their return. 
As I write about this experience, I am struck that it is a literal example of my writings. I stopped writing in my blog a few years back. Life was happening, many new directions that I was extremely grateful for and wanted to give them my utmost attention. Now that these paths are secure, I had some random blog thoughts that popped into my head. However, I was gripped with some trepidation to go back to  my own  "empty bed of dirt." Cautiously I went back to my blog and was delighted surprised to find that there were still visitors, and total views were increasing. 
Like my roses that started to grow again, I'm venturing out to start up the blog again. Let's see where it goes!

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