Even though I’m taking most of December off, my to-do list keeps growing each day. I love the small satisfaction of checking things off, but somehow I can’t keep up. Thoughts of running errands, doing paperwork, and finishing home duties are cluttering my mind.
I know I’m not alone in this; many of us are juggling endless tasks while trying to find a little peace each day.
This time of year, it feels like everyone is rushing to finish things. We want to squeeze in one more project before the season changes. I want to feel like I’m moving forward, too.
But today, instead of diving into my list, I paused to prioritize.
I asked myself a question to zero in on what matters: What do I need to keep alive right now?
I looked around, and the answer was right in front of me. Some of my plants have been neglected. The begonia out front, with its bright red flowers, has a few broken stems. I should have pruned it sooner, but the blooms grew heavy, and the stems gave way.
When a plant dies, I feel a deep sense of guilt. Jay doesn’t quite understand why it matters so much, but I do. It feels like I broke a promise to the plant.
I’m learning, though, that sometimes I did the best I could, and it’s out of my control. Each plant, like our lives, has its unique rhythm, and sometimes things don’t go as planned. Trying my best to care for it is what matters.
So today, instead of sitting with that feeling, I wondered if there was something I could try. Maybe there’s a way to give these broken pieces another chance. I don’t know if it will work. I’ve never tried to grow a new begonia from cuttings, but I’m eager to experiment.
It feels good, though. Because I’m accomplishing something: I’m saving a life in this small way.
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