I'm still thinking about the dandelion. Here she is shown, delicate, vulnerable, fragile, nearing the end of her time yet she continues her work, her purpose. Sowing seeds, she gives until the end. Now some of us might not like what she has to give but the fact that she does this is really quite remarkable. She finishes and she finishes well.
I want to live my life well, filling my days with things that will fulfill the purpose I have been given. What about you?