Weeding my agenda
By COLLEEN LEDDY
“Why don’t you go weed the garden today?” David asked when I finally woke up just before 2 p.m. on Sunday.
Weed the garden?
“Weed the garden” was not an item on my already-packed agenda.
My Sunday plans included:
• Doing six loads of laundry (that’s what happens when you let it pile up and you need clean clothes to pack for a five-day trip to Miami to see your incredibly cute, incredibly tiny, new grandson);
• Compiling everything to bring to Miami including hand-me-down Caroline clothes, frozen pies and fresh tomatoes from Liz Stella, and waders with quick release padded suspenders (Yes, the question has entered my mind already why Ben thinks he’s even going to have time to put his body in waders. I don’t know, but when I discovered them taking up space in the downstairs closet while hunting for the tent to set up in the library for the Summer Reading Program’s Camp Out Slumber Party and later to use as an igloo for the Pig Out Penguin Birthday Party, I thought it might be time to get them to their rightful owner. Ben sounded excited at the prospect of being reunited with the waders, so in the suitcase they will go.);
• Preparing the sponsor list for the Labor Day Bridge Walk (Yes, sorry, it’s too late to add your name to the back of the shirt, but you can still donate money or buy a shirt, hopefully starting Friday at the Chamber’s Movie at the Park or at the library during open hours);
• Finishing the Lenawee United Way Community Distribution grant application (Yes! You can designate your donation to the library! United Way has supported library programs for many years and this year’s campaign will begin soon);
• Preparing the annex for the Habitat for Humanity meeting (Yes, you missed it, and you missed the one last week in Adrian, too, but if you’re interested in applying to help renovate a house for your family, contact Donna Galloway at the Methodist Church); and,
• Boxing up the Make-A-Plate designs (Yes, these are the designs created by some very dedicated kids who attended the Summer Reading Program and read a slew of books, and an equally dedicated group of teens who helped run the program. Be sure to stop in the library in a few weeks when those designs, molded onto Melamine plates, will be on display.).
Baking a batch of blueberry muffins could have been on my agenda, but we ate the berries naked. That omission from my agenda resulted in two fewer pounds not vying for space on the visceral fat patch around my abdomen.
Weeding the garden? That wasn’t even on my radar screen.
Releasing pent-up anxiety and worry through many tears wasn’t on my agenda, either, but it’s what happened when I read, “Preemie: Lessons in Love, Life and Motherhood” by Kasey Mathews.
As I reflected on my agenda, I said to David, “I don’t want to do any of these things. All I want to do is cry.”
“Then you need a better agenda,” he said.
But sometimes your agenda just has to take a back seat to what’s really important in your life. And reading about the personal experiences of a mom who gave birth to a one pound, 11 ounce premature baby girl just rose to the top of the list.
Sybil had e-mailed me a link to an interview with the author on yahoo.com’s The Shine. I was so impressed with everything she had to say that I ordered the book—and then devoured it.
Mathews imparts so much wisdom in both the book and the video about so many aspects of not just motherhood, but life itself. One tidbit that stuck with me from the video:
“Ask for help. Don’t be afraid to receive. People are so wanting to help and by receiving, you’re actually giving in return....”
So, I ask, Would you weed my garden when I’m in Miami?
Help yourself to the zucchini, kale and tomatoes.