One of my favorite things to see is growth.
Growth in my students – “Ohhh, so that’s what you mean when you say that I can only combine like terms. I get it now!”
Growth in my daughter – “Look Mom! Now I can get the water all by myself!” or “Mom, I found a coin! I can take this to school for tzedakah (charity)” instead of “Can I keep it?”
Growth in myself — “I didn’t get the job? Thanks for the opportunity.” No weeks of wondering what I could have done differently, what is wrong with me, why I am not good enough. Acceptance and gratitude, and perhaps a little restlessness wondering what’s next, but no longer beating myself up for things that are out of my control.
We are suffering a severe drought here in California. Feeding my lovely garden can only happen now 3X/week, days dependent on the last number of your home address. Some of my plants have suffered, especially lately because it’s been so bloody hot. My little grass plant that monkey brought home totally dried up. The sun singed my thyme to the roots. The zinnias were not faring well either, but after some deadheading, they returned to bloom some more.
I was grateful for just that…so imagine my surprise last week, when I went to water my plants and I found this sweet little new shoot in one of my zinnia pots.
New growth under imperfect conditions. Gives you hope for this world, doesn’t it?