08/17/2026
I didn’t fully get it when I was a kid. My grandma’s love for being outside in her big garden and with her flowers in patches all over her large yard.
But I did enjoy walking around that yard with her and my mom while they chatted about how everything was growing. I learned so much from them during those conversations.
I only wish I had at least a few photos from those walks and talks. Back then we didn’t have cell phones to capture every move we made. 😄
But we have the memories. Such fond memories.
And now I fully understand what time in her garden was doing for my grandma’s soul.
The fresh air.
The sun.
And The Son.
The chirping birds.
The fluttering butterflies.
Not to mention the appreciation of His creation. The detail in each little flower, plant and vegetable.
I get it even more now, Grandma.
Thank you for sharing your love of gardening with me. It’s a balm to my soul.
And now, as a grandma myself, I hope to share this love with my grandkids.