Sunday, 28 April 2013


I spent the afternoon with my hands in the dirt.

Pulling out weeds, and so much dead foliage. The last tenants had not cared for the garden.

I slowly saw the messy, dead earth transform, to scarred dirt, loosened, fresh. I added some new soil, the new to the old bringing life back to the earth.

I planted bulbs. I scooped holes in the fresh earth, and planted them deep inside. Covered back with earth, and watered. I won't know if the bulb will flower until the spring.

Transformation, from my hands, the old dead earth, refreshed, anew with the possibility of new life.

Monday, 22 April 2013


Waiting is hard for an impatient person like me.

Waiting for answers.
Waiting to move forward.

Waiting with cautioned hope, with restrained sadness.

Trusting the opinions of others, trusting the outcome, trusting myself, trusting God.

Filling waiting hours with searches for answers, with normal life, with tears, with hardened resolve, with questions, with prayer, with sleep, with work, with hugs, with chocolate, with trust.

Waiting, teaching me patience, teaching me to trust, to let it go, to keep moving forward.

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