expect.

I just finished planting more tulip and daffodil bulbs.

I love how the ground feels this time of year. I don’t even wear gloves because I want to feel the earth.

bulb

As I dropped each bulb in, I smiled to think of each flower’s appearance in the spring. Here in the Northeast, the winter will feel very long some days. But the expectation of new flowers breaking through the melted snow is a simple, yet profound, lesson of life.

What is it that you expect?

Does your mind immediately wander to despair?

Don’t let it. Choose to remember and expect good things.

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s