Berthaday Girl…

Yesterday was my birthday…and after testing some soil samples taken from my back yard…it’s official…I’m older than…dirt

Funny thing is…I don’t feel…that…old…well…maybe my body does…but…something about me doesn’t…

Bertha…says it’s her…that she’s the part of me that still feels young…and…I suppose she’s right…or she couldn’t still be wearing those ridiculously high heels that she wears…or sporting that spandex without getting jeers and sneers at Wally World…and…she’s still pretty agile when she jumps onto her soapbox…so…I have to admit…she’s definitely young…

She goes on to tell me…that age…like beauty…is in the eyes of the beholder…and…that I get to choose how I see myself…and others…

I can look past the…gray hair…bald heads…wrinkles…extra pounds…deteriorating bodies…

I can look deeper than the surface…and…when I do…I can see the spirit…

It’s my choice…

Today…I want to look deeper…I want to see and feel the vitality that surrounds me…I suppose I should start…by looking in the mirror…

Jane

Reluctant Gardener…

Yesterday morning…someone asked me…what I was going to do this summer…and I replied…

Whatever I want to…

Now…I wasn’t being flip…that’s what I plan to do…

I went on to recount the few things I actually have planned…and…some of the things that I think I want to do…write…bike…gym…read…beach…rest…

At the time…I thought the list sounded a little selfish…even as I went home and took a nap

Later…Mama called…my nephew was coming to lay out the garden rows…and she was going to plant…tomatoes…

Now…I have to confess…I detest gardening…not sure exactly why…I enjoy puttering in my pots at home…I can even enjoy raised bed gardening…but…there’s nothing about actual gardening…in a big plowed field…that I like…other than eating the finished product…maybe it’s because I did a lot of it growing up…not sure…just leave it to say…if it was up to me…no…regular…garden would be planted

So…my reply might seem odd…

I’ll be happy to help…what time to I need to be there

At the time…I thought I was crazy…I had just said…mere hours ago…that…I was going to do…whatever I wanted to…all summer long…and…then…I almost immediately volunteered to do something that I don’t enjoy at all…

Bertha…on the other hand…said…that there was no discrepancy…at all…that…I didn’t say I was going to do things that I enjoyed all summer…I said I was going to do what I wanted to…and those are necessarily the same thing…

She reminded me…there are things…that I want to do…that I don’t enjoy…all that much…but…I want to help others…I want a clean house…clean clothes…and…her list could have gone on and on…

Hmmm…she’s right…although I don’t enjoy gardening…I did want to help Mama…

Maybe…I’m not crazy…after all…

Jane

PS…my sister also came for the planting…and…we actually had fun…but…please don’t tell…Bertha…she’ll have me planting squash or something…oh…wait…we did that too…