So, spring is here this week, but in north central OHio ~ it might be awhile before true spring arrives. I am busy with grad school, busy with work, busy. I have been thinking of the garden ~ potatoes to put in, peas, lettuces. And I am tired of people, more tired than usual. I fear I am becoming like my grandmother who was content to be at home knitting, sewing, crocheting, reading. She would work at the bank, then home and do what she wanted. I am tired of expectation.
I am waiting to see what God does… where and who and what and when. So each day I get up and get to see what He will do. Some day I hope He takes me to Ireland and PEI and Nova Scotia and I hope I get grandbabies and my degree and go to Somali-land and go see Gabi and write more and bake more and garden. and pray. and love my children and life – to live.