“Dasiy’s”

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Today I went out to pick myself a simple bouquet of flowers.

It’s been a rough 7 days and I’ve felt like there was nothing I could do to make myself feel better. I couldn’t cry, laugh, talk or go for a walk. I haven’t even been able to sleep. I sit looking out at my garden wishing I could just putts around. It’s always so peaceful for me, but I can’t bend from my waist, even if I could I don’t have any energy to spare. So as the sun came up slowly this morning I could see something waving back and forth in front of my bedroom window. As it got brighter I saw it was my daisy’s as if they’d stretched as tall as they could so I could see them. And as daisy’s are known to do they brought a smile to my face, and even though that smile hurt, it was worth it. So the first thing I thought was I have something to do today. I went out and picked myself a bouquet. I didn’t even have to bend down to do it. Sometimes we’re so busy looking in all the wrong places for what we think we need that we miss the sweet little things that are right there in front of us, and I am feeling blessed today. It doesn’t get any better than that! 

About connieszone

I've come to know myself as a unique individual expression of God. I love that there is only one me in all the world. I'm still learning, growing and experiencing all the wonders that this life has to teach me. I live, move, and breath in this shell of a body God has given me, and together we travel. He see's, hears, taste, smells and touches all that I experience through the individual personality that I am. I believe He exist in each one of us for the same purpose. I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend to many. I love to write and express the many thoughts that swim around in my head. I love to read. I'm a creative crafty kind of person. I love being in my garden. I've been working on my families genecology for 25 years. I think that about sums me up for now.

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