The other day I took advantage of the suddenly warm weather and went out to work in our garden.
Now, let me make something clear. I am not, have not ever been, a person with a green thumb.
It seems strange to my family, because I come from a line of horticultural women.
My grandmothers on both sides grew their own food and in some cases even made their own fertilizer.
My mother and father have always had first-class landscaping. They put new flowers, plants and shrubs in every year. They spend countless hours working on their gardens and even more time talking about it.
I guess it just did not rub off on me. I do not particularly like being out where there are bees, ants and bugs. I don’t even like dirt or dirty things.
I work on our landscaping because I have to. The weeds start to take over if I don’t.
So, when I decided to start pruning and picking, I came upon several large weeds. At first, some of them looked like blooming plants.
But just like in life, looks can be deceiving. As I spent more time around it, I noticed it was a weed. So I tried to pull it out.
Again, just like life, the weed had formed a “habit” of digging into the ground and was stubborn to come out.
Like those bad habits we try to break, those weeds took extra-hard pulling and working just to get it to break lose. When I thought I had it, I lost my grip.
So, just as it goes in life, I tried again and again to break that weed’s stranglehold. I almost just quit and let it stay. Then I thought about how in life, we try and try with no visible results so we just quit.
What we do not realize is that we have broken some roots that are down deep, loosened the grip of that “habit” and we are almost free.
So I pulled one more time with all my strength and POP, the weed broke lose and came up. It was such a relief and I was so proud of myself for sticking with it.
Now I will have to watch out, because those weeds have a way of coming back around if I do not work hard at keeping them pruned and away from my life … I mean, garden.
Thanks for sharing