Well, summer did come, and with a furry. I'm back at camp, (unexpected) and still at the greenhouse (expected). The two make for a strange combination, but I believe God has it this way for a reason. It's been hard. Completely different from last year in just about every way, I can't help but question and feel lost sometimes. There are three more weeks left, it's gone by fast, mostly because I've been silently wishing it away. I feel kind of bad for that, last year I wanted it to go on forever. I knew it would be over soon, so I made a constant effort to always be in the moment, embracing every adventure and loving every challenge. In a way I feel like I've failed. But at the same time, it's a different year filled with different lessons.
Last year was breaking out of so many fears, it was like learning how to fly, this year has a different purpose, and I guess I just don't know what that is yet. I'm having to address deeper things within myself, past pain I thought was dead, working with people I love but can't agree with on multiple levels... it's just different. A different kind of hard.
Love, Clara
(oriental poppies, roses, peony)
3 comments:
I've found myself wishing for the ends of things I know I should be cherishing. Strange how that works.
I hope you are keeping well amidst these difficulties and lessons. xxx
(P.S. Such lovely flowers! I wish I was more knowledgeable when it came to botany.)
Lovely blog... my first time here.
I loved your peony photos. I see you like Anne spelled with an 'e' -- me too. And now I see you're reading C.S. Lewis, a favoured author for a long time.
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