Five bushes, 14 bags of mulch, one shovel, one tiller and two friends helped me do this.

I get it now.

I get how throwing yourself into work can re-channel anxiety. I get how endings lead to beginnings. I get how desperation can lead to bad choices. I get how hard yard work is but how rewarding it can be. I get that I’ve got a lot to learn about life, love and boxwood bushes. I get how extremely important friends are and how easy they can help you forget your troubles. I get that I’m not perfect. I get the importance of forgiving myself.

I get it now.