Where have I been? Planting, weeding, watering, pondering, watching, creating, landscaping… The list is far too long and it took a nine year old boy with a milk mustache to recently yank me back to my reality with his comment of, “I was going to ask you for help but you were too busy.” Today we planted his lilies, which had been waiting patiently in pots for their place in the garden, allowing them to bloom and my youngest son to beam at the fruit of his labor.
So, yes I’m still here, Terri. I just needed a gentle reminder to not get lost in the mechanics of my purpose and remember that sharing the process is of equal or even greater merit than achieving the goal.
So, yes I’m still here, Terri. I just needed a gentle reminder to not get lost in the mechanics of my purpose and remember that sharing the process is of equal or even greater merit than achieving the goal.
