When Love Isn’t Enough...

Do they really reciprocate your energy…?
Why did they die?

It's not that I didn’t take care of them.
I'm heartbroken.

My succulents… the little green companions I loved to look at, touch, talk to even—
I watched them wither slowly, day by day.
Helplessly.

I did everything I knew, everything the blogs and videos and Pinterest posts said.
And still, I couldn't save them.

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I have questions.

And I need help from those who understand.

What could I have done wrong?
What should I be looking out for to save the others?

• Is it too much water… or too little?
• Did I place them in the wrong kind of sunlight?
• Was it the wrong soil, or maybe a root rot I didn’t notice until it was too late?
• Could it be inevitable, viral or bacterial attack?

I gave them care, but did I give them the right kind?

They were more than plants.
They were mood-lifters, memory-holders, symbols of quiet hope rooted in my little world.
And now, that corner of green is grey and dry.

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If you’re a succulent parent—or ever lost one—what did you learn?
What signs did you miss?
What saved the rest?

Because I still have a few hanging on.
And I want to do better—for them, and for myself.

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Sometimes you can pour all your love into something fragile…
and it still slips through your fingers.

Maybe they were trying to teach me something:
That growth requires the right balance, not just affection.
That even resilience has limits.

But I refuse to lose another one.

This time, I’ll listen closer.
To the leaves, the soil, the signs.
Because sometimes survival is silent…
until it’s not.

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What's the plus in all of this? A renewed curiosity, and an even stronger will to learn, nurture, and grow. Loss has a strange way of planting seeds too, and maybe, just maybe, this is the beginning of a better, greener chapter. Even though I lost some of my succulents, something beautiful still remains. The love I gave them has not disappeared; it has grown into a deeper understanding and care. Yes, I am willing to do better. This is a chance for a fresh start, to be more gentle, patient, and aware of what they truly need. So, with hope and a little more knowledge, I am ready to try again. Because as long as there is green, there is always room for new growth and new beginnings. 🙂

Not long ago these buddies were happy, thriving and even chatting: