Jason and I have been working really hard in our new front yard this Spring. The previous homeowners clearly did not spend much money or time on the landscape, so we have our work cut out for us.
The advice we got from my Master-Gardening father was “Take it one step at a time and keep it simple”.
We spent the last few weekends tilling the soil, scattering seed and feed, and watering like crazy.
And just see what we did!:
I am so proud! It seemed like nothing was happening and then it just popped.
That is what I see when I look out of my kitchen window. So serene and tranquil.
It seems like no matter how closely you watch it, you still feel like you missed it growing when it’s all of a sudden there.
This sums up my feelings about my Mr Baby walking. He spent the last few weeks toddling and tripping, and then, bam, he’s off.
We are not even allowed to hold his little hand. He swats us off and yells.
My best friend gave birth to her first baby yesterday. I cried all day thinking about this beautiful, painful, blissful season for her. I cried imagining that baby gazing up at her mother for the first time, feeling her warm arms surrounding her, seeing the love shining in her mother’s eyes.
I cried remembering how long ago that day is for me… How I will never again have those first moments with my Will, and how I will never forget them.
How is it that the days can be so long, but the years so achingly short?
I keep it simple… I take it one step at a time… I say to myself, “Don’t let it slip by!”… But life is just so short. My baby grows like grass in the warmth of his family’s love and the starry-eyed excitement of his little world. I comfort myself knowing that this is how it’s supposed to be – after all, we were not created for this world.
God, the Master Gardener, offers us just enough grace to embrace the present moment, to live it to the fullest, to have no regrets.
I feel like He must smile at us fretful, frenzied, overwhelmed little mothers, whispering:
“Take it one step at a time; just keep it simple.”