Friday has rolled around again and let me tell you the past seven days have hurtled past in a blur of activity and responsibilities.
I knew my time at home would be shortened this week as I only had Monday to accomplish any necessary tasks and we are headed to our nephew’s wedding this weekend.
One of the things I wanted to get done was plant flowers outside.
I made two trips to the garden center and stayed on task, completing my project as the sun began to set Monday night.
True to my nature, I moved planters around multiple times and debated on what to put in which one with an incredible amount of overthinking. I finally got them the way I thought they looked best and when I opened the back shades on Tuesday morning I almost wept at how beautiful they looked.
After being gone to either work or helping with the Fab Four up north the next three days, imagine please the utter despair I felt last night when I returned home after being gone 24 hours and looked out at empty planters save a couple of sprigs of ivy and one lone begonia looking back at me forlornly from the corner of our patio.
It seems our little rabbit family had a smorgasbord while I was away. Thankfully the pots off to the sides had flowers that were unappealing to these fellows…but they certainly gorged themselves down to the roots on the petunias I had placed to be my view during morning quiet time.
If you know me at all, you know I love the animal kingdom in a very conditional way.
As long as critters behave, keep to their boundaries and do not damage or infringe on my space…great. I am all for them.
But when they dig up things, leave their waste matter scattered hither and yon on our property, and act like…well…animals…I get a little annoyed.
The bunnies have been an exception.
There is something about their soft fur and sweet little ears and faces that has softened me.
So I didn’t feel angry at them.
I just felt incredibly sad and defeated because I had worked so hard and it was like a slap in the face that these fuzzy critters that I have grown quite fond of decided to feast on the fruits of my labor.
My investment of time, creativity and money was devoured and I was deeply disheartened at the loss.
Maybe someone or something you love and care for has suddenly munched your petunias down to the roots recently.
Maybe like me, you feel a sadness that does nothing to diminish your love.
You aren’t angry. You aren’t feeling betrayed really.
It’s just the nature of life and the course it has taken today leaves you feeling like the thing you thought you had accomplished just vanished into thin air.
Your labor appears to have been in vain.
I hope you know you are not alone.
I hope you know that the God who made the petunias and the rabbits that love them and made them fluffy with brown fur and big eyes that make me smile every morning as I watch them scamper around our yard is the same God who made me and knows the odd sadness I feel looking out at what is no more.
I hope you know He will give us strength to go find some new plants, so to speak…geraniums I hear are not appealing to rabbits…He will give us wisdom to fill the empty places with something new that is good for us without harming the ones who, just because that’s what they are…petunia eating critters…did what they do.
I hope you know that your efforts are not wasted and I hope you receive back more than you gave away.
God bless you today.
You are loved greatly <3