An Uncomfortable Stretch

This plant sits outside of the nursery window. Everyday during every feeding, I look out the window and look at its massive leaves. Every few days, I notice a new leaf that stretches towards the light, allowing it to tower above the others.

It stretches towards the light.

The plant has no idea if it will continue to flourish, in this little spot I’ve decided for it. It has no idea if it will be scorched by sun. All it continues to do is try to grow, try to produce.

I feel a lot like that plant right about now. This summer is a different one for me and my little ones. And I’m sure it is for you too. Any other summer, I would have my schedule jammed packed, “keeping the roads hot” as my mom likes to say. This season has really forced me to not do that.

And to be honest ... I don’t like it. It’s uncomfortable. But here we are.

Slowing way down has presented some truths that I know I would have seen, but instead they may have been much later on.

And here I am, continuing to reach for growth. Continuing to reach despite the anxiety. Despite the discomfort. Despite it being “not what it once was”.

Stretching towards the light. Reaching for the light. Sending much light to you. 

Keep stretching.