Zen Garden 

When G-d grants you the “serenity to accept the things you cannot change, the courage to change the things you can and the wisdom to know the difference”- you poll vault into that spot. Lessons hard learned and satisfied reap the biggest of rewards.We didn’t burn our hand this time- oh yeah! 

We live the “life on life’s terms” more so than ever. When there are lots of players and lots of comings and goings we adjust our emotionality around the excitement of the pick ups. 

We have many, many young friends. “The Greatest Love of all is happening to me”–GRANDCHILDREN. They are climbing the ladder and we are there to give them a hand up, be a safety net if they tip backwards and cheer with bated breath as they achieve milestones.

Yesterday we were so lucky to be at Fourth Grade Zimiriah 5776. Our two oldest grandchildren sang their way toward middle school. With tears in my eyes I looked over to see my husband wiping his eyes too. “Winter, spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call and I’ll be there yeah, yeah.”

We have come to realize with italicized definition “what you reap, is what you sow. 

“If you did good things in the past, you will get good things in the future.”- Mama said there’d be days like this- so mama if you can hear me they’re here.

On Wednesday we took Zachary- (and if you ask he will tell you thru a wink and a smile he’s 5 years old)- to the Botanical Garden. He and his two older brothers add Venus Fly Traps to our resplendent terrace. We rode around on the tram and added commentary to the tour guides words. He/we loved every moment. The cloud formations presented in grand feather-like shapes. Mama was smiling. I know. We took the plants, (yes they eat and chew thru teeth) home to the terrace. As we fed them and shared that knowing moment- an epiphany occurred. As obvious as we feed the plants, water the tomatoes and lettuce that Jack planted- watch the peppers grow huge- yes Alexei- you’ll see them later and I am running on in this sentence, marvel at the watermelon seeds which have blossomed for James. The alarming message was accepting the things we cannot change because, just for right now, we wouldn’t. #luckyus- indeed!

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