I’m feeling philosophical today so I’m applying all my interests and hobbies to real life.
Raising a family is a bit like growing a garden, whether it’s vegetables or flowers. I will skip the part about planting seeds in fertile soil. (OK, it may be somewhat lighthearted philosophy.) Anyway, we grow the seedlings and prepare the garden in anticipation of their arrival. We make sure that the soil is ready for the seedlings (or seeds) to grow and be strong and productive in our garden. As the seedlings grow we feed them and fertilize them with food and with our own thoughts and beliefs and values. We make sure that they are around others that will be beneficial and not harmful to them. We protect them the best we can, but sometimes those deer and rabbits hurt them. Sometimes, they catch a disease and some are worse than others. When these things happen, we take care of them and help them rejuvenate themselves to the best of our abilities. When we need outside help for this we look for the best products and advice available to heal our sick plants. Sometimes our plants die and we mourn them, but we can’t neglect the rest of our plants so we do our best to help the rest of our garden thrive. We have to decide when the proper time is to feed and fertilize and how to let our plants tell us what they need and when they don’t need anything but a little support to grow and flourish. And when the fruits of our labor are ripe, we pluck them from the safety of the garden and encourage them to become something even more amazing than what they already are (like spaghetti sauce). Sometimes we learn that what they already are is pretty amazing in itself. Then we save the best seeds and start all over again with the next generation.
Yes, I thought of all this while I was contemplating writing about the seeds that I am saving from some vegetables and herbs so that I can try to grow them next year. I may make some mistakes along the way (most likely), but I will learn from them and keep on trying!