Plants, who'd have thought they would be the one thing that always make me happy, always put me at ease, always give me something to look forward to at the end of the day. Sounds odd I know, but it's true. Things have not quite turned out the way I had planned in this life, the struggles just seem to be never-ending with a wide range of issues. Don't get me wrong, my life isn't all bad, I do have things and people that I am very grateful for everyday. I just feel I live my days for others, their needs & wants have always been before my own, this has been the case since I was 16 years old. I think after all these years I have reached a point where I just want to enjoy me and discover more about ME..... The first discovery was my love for plants, what's next?