Hi, friends!
 
Recently, my family and I went strawberry picking for my 42nd birthday. That’s right. 42.
 
I wasn’t feeling well that day. Chronic illness has a way of surprising you, regardless of special occasions. Nonetheless, off we went.
 
Maybe it was the realization I was a year older. Or the fact that my back and knees aren’t what they used to be. But strawberry picking got me thinking about life. Here are some of my observations.
 
Sometimes, we don’t get what we want when we want it.
 

Sometimes, we try to rush things and see who “arrives” first.
 
“Okay, I’m done.” (They were back within five minutes!)
 

 
But picking strawberries, like life, isn’t about rushing. It’s about enjoying the experience, taking our time, and admiring the beauty around us.
 

 
We might not be as far “ahead” in life as we’d like.
 

 
But life is sweeter when we treasure how far we’ve come.
 

 
We might have to look hard to find the good.
 

 
And what we think looks good to us, upon further inspection, isn’t good after all.
 

 
But life is good when we can delight in the little things.
 

 
And what’s meant for us will be ready just when we need it.
 

 

 

 
In the end, life is about enjoying the time we have with our loved ones.
 

 
And sharing our blessings with others.
 

 
 
 

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Come alongside… Do you like fruit-picking season? What’s your favorite fruit to pick? What do you enjoy about picking fruit? Gardening? Harvesting? What has it taught you about life? Comment in the box below where it says, “Leave a Reply.” Remember, you can comment anonymously.