My Whole Life

Last spring, Claire's foot was a few inches shy of reaching the gas pedal on the John Deere which she desperately wanted to drive.


But it was a growing winter. Today the snow blade came off and Claire climbed on for a test run. Feet reach...Ta da!


Michael said, "Man, they sure do grow."
I said, "Yes, they do."
Claire shouted, "I am so excited! I've been waiting for this my whole life!"


What have you been waiting for your whole life?

While Growing

I don't know what to write about today. The wind is crazy cold, temps dropping...

How about that feeling of walking around restless, circling like a dog in search of her spot? What to do? Where to turn?

Towards the light?

Some days it's hard to hang out in the not knowing.

Note to self: Practice growing while not knowing.

Crazy-Good

A month ago, this Oxalis plant was in tatters. It was a pile of brown shriveled twiggy leaves, a pot of dirt, dead. Sadly, I left it to fend for itself out on the back porch...

until I circled back around, drizzled some water in the dust and whispered, anybody in there?

I moved it to the front hallway, where pale yellow September light drifts in. In a few days, green threads were growing.

It's been a month. Now it's a wild-tendrils-reaching-every-which-way Oxalis (shamrock) plant, practically dancing towards the light. Tiny pink flowers are bursting from the tips. 


There will be times when your life might feel like a pot of dirt; dry, dusty, dead. But something full, green and crazy-good is waiting to grow. Trust me. You may not see it right away.

But it's there.