This morning, I stepped outside and right in front of me, my crepe myrtle tree had blossomed overnight — a breathtaking burst of vibrant pinks against a brilliant blue Florida sky. It wasn’t blooming yesterday. But today, it stood there, in full glory, like it had been quietly preparing for this moment all along. Nature has a way of reminding us that change can come slowly… and then suddenly. Seasons shift. Flowers bloom. Trees stretch toward the sun, seemingly without effort. One day it’s a bud, the next it’s a masterpiece. And isn’t life like that too?We go through periods of stillness — of waiting, wondering, growing inwardly — and…