Green thumbs and calloused hands turn dirt into a bed of flowers. I watch you casually sprinkle life into a seed and watch it grow. Mother to children and mother nature you share nothing but love. I pray that one day my hands will too learn some of what you know.
They say when life gives you lemons you make lemonade, but often times you feel as though there aren’t enough sweeteners anywhere else no matter what you do to take the bitterness of life away. It’s in these times where you feel like just dumping the bitter lemonade on the floor and giving up, even [...]