My parents gave me this african violet. It was a very pretty violet, and one that I felt was a sissy's plant. I mean, it has the reputation of being a sensitive and needy plant. So, I neglected it, and couldn't care less about it's growth. I watched as it shriveled and withered almost away. Only a few leaves remained, mocking me. And then, I decided to care again. The spark that was missing for a while, the spark to care, came back. And, very simply, I began to nurture this plant, though without going overboard. Just adding the basic and required elements, and let nature do the work for me. I left it alone, and only watched now and again to make sure it had enough water. I used a chia herb plant as a water gauge. When the chia wilts, I toss in a cup of water in the plastic water box. I then walk away, though I take notice of the strengths of the plant, instead of the assumed and percieved weaknesses. Nature has a way of rewarding those that care and take notice of the small things. Though you may not believe, this plant a couple months prior was only a couple sick looking leaves, and no flowers to speak of.