The Grass is Greener

Our humble little hobby farm in the woods has been generous to me. The ground has been a solid, steady place for me to explore, take on challenges and share.

This year I struggled with the green eyed monster - jealousy. I saw people in my life that had something that I was hungry for, something that I envied and deeply wanted to call my own: I wanted a built-in plug-and-play, and always available community.

There are a couple things a girl has to do: eat, share at least 4,000 words and get validation from a friend that she maybe crazy but the good kind of crazy. Today I got the pleasure of having one of these moments, heart to heart, exploring BIG BIG questions, sharing experiences and devouring delicious rice krispies treats.

Spending a little time on my own turf made me realize the grass isn't greener on the otherside; it is greener where I water it. Plus, if I want something from the world I am in I only need to ask, for I was reminded I am never forsaken.

The reality I have watched bloom over the last few years is rare, beautiful and I am deeply thankful I invested the time, shared the bounty and continue to appreciate those who are in it.