I’ve been working on my garden since I’ve been trying to rest some SI issues. It’s coming along nicely. Seven tomato plants: cherry tomato’s and four slicer tomato’s. A pineapple from the top of an eaten pineapple. A celery I’m trying from planting the bottom cut from the stalk, baby beets, broccoli, spinach, Swiss chard. A strawberry plant. Hot Thai pepper plant that my 8 year old son chose, he doesn’t eat peppers so I haven’t an idea why. A ton of squash that came from the seeds of an acorn squash I bought and baked. And of course cucumbers. Attempting compost for first time as well. I think it’s coming along nicely. It’s not pretty, but everything here I repurposed from trashed materials. So to me, it’s beautiful.

Well not 14 in a row, but 14 nonetheless. It’s a step. Today, and every other day, solemn remembrance to soldiers who have lost their lives fighting for our Freedom. Freedom is never Free. And many don’t agree, but in the bravest of hearts and in tears of their families… Be Blessed.

To all the wonderful women whom have sacrificed their time to put our little monsters before and above ourselves, maybe sacrificed your present dreams in order to make theirs come true each day, perhaps sacrificed your sanity and mind at times, and even sacrificed our bodies we used to have in order to build and grow these tiny humans… Just remember… Time is short and one day you’re holding them wrapped in your arms and looking in their little glistening eyes, and then we blink and they are 14 and those eyes are rolling at you for not being “cool”, our dreams we thought we put on hold, simply made a turn and the exit we got off at ended up being so much more worthwhile… and best of all, our mind and body is ever changing. That beautiful belly that grew them, and turned squishy for a while, is their landing pad for running hugs in times of sadness and happiness. Well wishes for you stepping Mommy’s - for your health, and theirs.