A Late Night Conversation
Several nights ago I had plans to head to bed earlier than usual in an effort to prepare for an early day of work the next morning. Those plans were interrupted, however, when my girls climbed onto my bed and began to chatter about all the things teenage girls chatter about.
We laughed and talked and cried for a couple hours before finally heading to bed, just before the stroke of midnight. The next morning I awoke to my alarm, tired, but happy; I wouldn’t change those late-into-the-night conversations for anything.
Patience and Love
This morning I spent some time in the garden, pulling out unneccessary weeds (some weeds, like trials, are beneficial because they encourage growth), gathering the harvest, and watching for signs of new growth. Weeks ago I planted a variety of seeds and then largely forgot about them because they remained hidden below the surface of the earth. Today, I discovered a few green sprouts had finally pushed through the rich composted soil in search of more sunlight. Gardening requires patience and love.
Over by the grapevine I was surprised to see a half dozen tomato plants growing, their seeds having been carried by the wind (or birds, or water) to a different section of the garden, in a pattern of creation that can last for generations—seed turning to fruit, fruit turning to seed.
As I sat in my garden pulling weeds, considering the lifecycle of seeds, and gathering an abundant harvest, I thought about the night my daughters and I spent on my bed, talking until almost midnight. I had been pulling weeds and planting seeds then too, for such is the work of a mother—to tend to the needs of her children, pulling out the bad and planting the good whenever possible.
An Abundant Harvest
After many years of careful nurturing, a mother waits patiently—sometimes for years, sometimes for a lifetime—to watch those seeds scatter to new and surprising places and begin to take root and sprout, until, ultimately, she reaps an abundant harvest.
In my mind’s eye I can envision my girls sitting on beds with their daughters one day, talking well into the night—pulling weeds and planting seeds—the pattern of creation continuing on for generations to come, with seed turning to fruit and fruit turning to seed.
Motherhood, with all its late night and early morning seed planting and weed pulling, is my favorite form of gardening.
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