One Little Acorn
Recently, with the pandemic, my husband asked that I join him on walks in the mornings I work from home (another benefit from this crazy time). We live in one of the historical neighborhoods with homes ranging from 60 to over 100 years old, and our street tree is Oak. With the age of our neighborhood, the oaks are grand trees, mostly 30+ feet high and bowing together into the street (one of the reason’s we bought our home here). As we walk along, I find myself searching the ground for acorns with their cap still on, picking up them up and placing them in my pocket. When I get home, I put them on my fireplace mantel to add to my fall décor. Finding them in tact is normally a rarity because the distance they fall; and typically falling on the sidewalk causes them to lose their caps (sad sigh), as well as lots of squirrels and tidy gardeners that keep up their yards.
However, since our recent Santa Ana windstorm, they are much more prolific, and I cannot help but reach down and scoop up nearly every single one I see (yes, it does slow down the walk). Now that my collection of acorns are more plentiful, I needed a bowl to keep them in.
But it also represents all the little things in our lives that grow into so much more. Are we allowing little harsh words to grow into big issues… or are we being intentional with little kindnesses that can blossom into bigger blessings in our relationships? Life has changed so much during this pandemic, and our time together as a family has been at an all-time high. That, in its self is a blessing, that I hope grows bonds into additional blessings that make for a mighty oak in our marriage.
I am also planting little acorns with my new Stampin’ Up! business, hoping to have long-term success that will supplement my retirement in the not too distant future. I want a nice big sturdy business that will help my family weather the storms of the future, but also to continue to provide me with the creative outlet that is so paramount to my peace and joy.
What is your acorn?