Creekside Garden

I am overwhelmed by the simple beauty of life.

Have you ever seen something that made you catch your breath? A mountain view. Baby’s first smile. A flower so perfectly shaped it hurt to see. That feeling I find most often in the simple things around me.

As I type this out, I am sitting in our front yard while my 7 month old son is playing in the grass. There are dozens of honey bees swarming the grass, trees, and flowers around us. Humming constantly. Busy with purpose.

The creek sings the song of summer days ending. Slowly. Steadily. Cheerfully bringing life and change, like a clock ticking in the background. Time and moving water. They are not so different if you think about it.

Time. This week, time has felt stagnant. Hours slowly dripped by, second by second. My husband has been out of town for 5 days, and I have missed him so much. He is almost here. I can not wait to see him.

I wish I knew of a word to describe the feeling after being lonely to your core, but you know it’s almost over. The last 20 minutes of missing someone so much you haven’t felt whole since they left.

That is what I feel.

It’s the same as being parched and seeing a waterfall of cold clear water, but you have to hike down the canyon to get it.

My husband and I have been married for three years. I am so thankful for the marriage God has given us and for our amazing son.

Our son who is currently crawling away from me as fast as he can towards his calico kitty, “Birdie”.

I better get back to being a Mom.

And watching for an old blue pickup to come bouncing down the driveway.