The teacher comes when the student is ready…..
Someone wise once said this, I’m sure. Sometimes it is difficult to know who the teacher is. Lessons learned this week. Living with your 88 year old mother-in-law, who tells you she doesn’t understand the word “happy” in any language is a lesson. Unable to live alone because of health and age issues she pines for her former unhappy life. There, she was in control by locking the world away. She was asking for her beautiful curtains that were in her house that was sold. “Sold with the house” I said. I might as well have ripped out her heart. “All my beautiful things, gone. Everything is blowing in the wind”
Everyday is the same conversation. Only her things will give her back her life. Her control.
I was miffed at the beginning of the week. A drive into town, only 26 km. away and this is the sign I saw.
Not fair! Why was it spring there and not on my street?
Everywhere on social media people are talking about spring. Yes, officially it was the first day of spring last week. Posts have shown beautiful pictures of flowers popping up: happiness everywhere. Spring is like that. We come out of hibernation, shake off the dust, the closeness of hibernating for the last 3 months. We are like the grumpy bears, woken up from our slumber. Ready for action with an insatiable appetite. I wanted spring!
It only took a bit of contemplation and another unhappy conversation with Oma for the whack from the cosmic baseball bat to realize spring was blowin’ in the wind.
I planted seeds, cleaned my greenhouse, bought more seeds.
I was so glad that the weather was still cold. I would have time to seed some more perennials outside in milk jugs.They would need some freezing nights to split the seeds and help them germinate, and be transplanted to bloom in the spring and summer.
Outside they went. I still needed more winter time.
I needed to remember my favourite bible passage, and my favourite Pete Seeger song Turn Turn Turn
“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, a time to reap that which is planted;”
I also needed to remember another favourite quote and song.
“The answer , my friend is blowin’ in the wind, the answer is blowin’ in the wind.”