Buying my own bouquet

Early this morning, I received the mission. I read over it a couple of times and plotted my path to success. If accomplished, this challenge would reward me with beauty and joy. It sounded easy enough, and the prize was priceless. 

Last week I joined a challenge called the “10-Day Skinny Dip Society Live By Design Challenge.” The premise is to intentionally add beauty to every day because it “awakens the soul” and “a soul that is awakened and well-fed leads to a body that is free and a life that is loved.”

I don’t know about you, but I know I sure could use a little soul awakening, and to do this with other beautiful soul sisters, that’s something special.

After reviewing the mission, I researched different florists in town but couldn’t find any that didn’t seem like they would break the bank.

Then I thought of Trader Joe’s. When I lived in Louisville, Trader Joe’s always brought me such joy. Every time I shopped there, I would buy at least one bouquet to garner my house. The smells of the flowers and their bright colors always made my home feel more like home and my heart feel more satisfied. As soon as the thought popped in my head, I knew I HAD to get there and bless my new home with some beauties.

As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t have a car, so transportation is never simple. I used Citymapper to find the best route to Trader Joe’s. After two buses, I emerged from the underground to step into Back Bay. I turned on my GPS and began to follow her directions, and as usual, she had me walk the most round about way until leading me on the correct path toward my destination.

The wind was especially biting and many of the sidewalks were covered in an icy sludge. I skated along Boylston past Copley Square, the Boston Public Library, Lindt Chocolates and Lululemon Athletica. As I took a right down Gloucester, in front of me gleamed those obnoxiously ’90’s red letters.

The smile remained pasted on my face as I opened the doors and began the decent down the escalator. At the end was my reward. A display of beautiful flowers greeted me as I made my way into the store, and so began the arduous task of choosing my favorite bouquet.

I let my emotions lead this decision as I leafed through my options, smelled my options, touched my options. Then I saw the mini sunflower and my heart skipped a beat. Right now the city is monochromatic. With overcast days and layers of snow blanketing the ground, it’s hard to see anything other than black and white and gray. The bright beauty of the sunflower’s goldenrod hue brought diversity to the landscape. I needed that.

I grabbed the bouquet, checked out and began my journey home. As I walked to the train station with a bag full of flowers, I felt beautiful and loved. Strangers probably thought I was crazy, but I don’t care. I smiled as I walked past them. I took my bouquet on a photo shoot in the snow, on the escalator, and in the street. I smiled every time I saw them.

Soon I was at the train station, and as I walked into the station, I saw a little flower stand to my left. I was so determined to reminisce and buy my flowers from Trader Joe’s that I walked right passed this stand. It’s crazy how tunnel vision can do that.

The beauty of the flowers in my bag allowed me to see the beauty around me. Now I have a Boston-specific place where I can purchase flowers. I’m excited about that.

I brought my flowers home and assembled my bouquet. The cats watched, and I could tell they were curious about this new item in the apartment. I placed each flower one-by-one in my favorite milk glass vase and aligned the finished product on my kitchen table.

After the morning’s adventure, Monday’s reality hit, and I had to start my work day. However, I took a few breaks to search the #skinnydipsociety on Instagram and see all my sisters posting pictures of their very own bouquet adventures.

Day One not only brought beauty to my home and my heart, but also gave me an excuse to leave the house and have a morning adventure. That’s certainly something worth celebrating. I have 9 more adventurous days to go. Every morning, I’ll share the challenge from the previous day and reflect on the experience and/or what I learned.

If you’re interested in participating, it’s never too late. Click here to start receiving your daily dose of beauty.

Until tomorrow my lovely friends…..

Meghan Cain-Davis
About me

Hello friends! I’m Meghan, a lady on the petite side of life, but I’ve never let that stop me. Some call me spunky others call me sassy; but I always try to round that out with some sugar. A tried-and-true realist, I want this blog to honestly capture my attempt at living life to the fullest.


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