This was such a beautiful story and I love how the lesson of waiting to see the harvest of what you’ve sown earlier connected throughout these different parts of your life. I definitely needed to hear that and allow myself to “be a flower” in my own life and motherhood.
And how amazing that your daughter mentioned your embroidery in her questionnaire 🩷
If I tell her she is a flower, then I must tell myself the same truth... this was such a beautiful metaphor to share with your daughter. Loved the honesty of it
Such a good read! I love how to stitched the stories together. I've signed my kids up for swim lessons in July and they are not looking forward to it... I'll have to use the "I'm a flower" lesson :)
Oh Kelsey, I loved this so much! Your footnote cracked me up. Also, this: A pang of guilt stabs my chest. How dismissive I had been. Where else in my life have I rushed past the uncultivated disarray of green, only to stop and take notice once brighter colors burst forth? How often do I hurry through growth and only stop to appreciate proficiency? --SO good. I'll be thinking about this for a while!
This was such a beautiful story and I love how the lesson of waiting to see the harvest of what you’ve sown earlier connected throughout these different parts of your life. I definitely needed to hear that and allow myself to “be a flower” in my own life and motherhood.
And how amazing that your daughter mentioned your embroidery in her questionnaire 🩷
I’m glad I’m not the only one who needs this reminder! 🫶🏼🫶🏼
If I tell her she is a flower, then I must tell myself the same truth... this was such a beautiful metaphor to share with your daughter. Loved the honesty of it
Thank you, Vanessa!
Such a good read! I love how to stitched the stories together. I've signed my kids up for swim lessons in July and they are not looking forward to it... I'll have to use the "I'm a flower" lesson :)
May the odds be ever in your favor when swim lessons roll around. And my flowers abound! 💐🌷🌺🌸🌼
Oh Kelsey, I loved this so much! Your footnote cracked me up. Also, this: A pang of guilt stabs my chest. How dismissive I had been. Where else in my life have I rushed past the uncultivated disarray of green, only to stop and take notice once brighter colors burst forth? How often do I hurry through growth and only stop to appreciate proficiency? --SO good. I'll be thinking about this for a while!
Thank you for the kind words, Wendy!
This was SO good, Kelsey! And your footnote made me lol.
Thank you, Erin!
"How often do I hurry through growth and only stop to appreciate proficiency?" Oof, that line got me. I love this post!
Thank you so much! Glad I’m not the only one who needs that reminder.
You’re doing such good work, mama!
Thank you!