Guest!

Hey people! I'm a guest blogger today for my friend Andrea's amazing blog, http://lilkidthings.com/

You should read her blog regularly since half of America already does :) She's been my blog muse.

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Found Fruit!

One of the perks of having an old house is finding the different "crops" that have been planted before us. Last year as I was weeding underneath the porch, I found a pumpkin! A pumpkin Charlie Brown! And yesterday as my hubbs was mowing the lawn, he found a blackberry bush on the side of house! I obviously immediately ran out with a bowl to fill it with the goodness that awaited me. After a few shrieks from briars and ants, I filled my bowl with the fruit of someone else's labor.

I started thinking about the person that planted the blackberry bush and wondered if they were able to enjoy the fruit. I also wondered how they'd feel if they were watching me shove the blackberries into my mouth by the handful without lifting a finger to work on the garden they built. I don't know why but I feel like this person, I like to call her Miss Berrybottom, would rejoice that I was enjoying the fruit. Why work so hard on something if others can't enjoy it? I need to work on that. I tend to hold my "projects" so tightly in my hand and when others do enjoy it, I might as well have hired a plane to fly over them with a banner shouting that yours truly had done the work.

What if we were silent servants? What if we labored without seeking recognition and the only reward we wanted was for others to experience joy? Life would be full of happy souls finding blackberry bushes.

Pride

Don't let your pride swallow you today. Do you have something to apologize for?

I did. And I wasn't humiliated when I asked for forgiveness. I was set free and opened a conversation that needed to happen. When the conversation deepened, so did the relationship.

Just try it. You can write it, sing it, say it, or sign it. Or mime it? Whatever you do, just say you're sorry. It'll be worth it.

Four Years!

It's been a hilarious, humbling, amazing (bet you thought I was going to use another H word) four years with this guy. Happy Anniversary...... what were we doing at this time four years ago? *Insert immature snicker here*