Get Some More Flower Seeds, Mama

Well, 2020 has come and gone, hasn’t it? I’ve attempted to write a few times. However, it seemed either like shouting into the wind or sliced a little too deep into some painful spots of the year.

We’ve found ourselves back in America.

And we’ve found ourselves living on a farm, something that we’ve always longed to do. And we’re living in our favorite part of the state. And, as of this week, Michael got basically his dream situation for if he had to be employed in something other than a missions role.

And I feel unworthy.

A couple days ago, I was talking to my daughter about our plans for our large garden next year. I said that I didn’t know what I should add to it.

“You can always add more flowers, Mama. Get some more flower seeds, Mama, and make the world a more beautiful place.”

And we come back to that refrain. And I’ll try.

It doesn’t look at all like I anticipated it would. But I’ll try anyway.

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