Of Gardening and Marriage

Reading the last post makes me think of my tulips again. Those bulbs have really managed to make me feel very maternal. Practically every time they come to mind, all cozy in their earthen beds beneath the snow, a deep sense of satisfaction settles on my soul and I am fulfilled. I wonder how I will feel when they pop up in the spring? A bumper sticker on my car perhaps?

"My tulips are all honor roll bloomers at Fairwood Bible Institute"

Gabe is here now. Since many of us are sick or have been sick, not much seems to have been happening the past couple of days beyond sitting around the living room lethargically. At least it provides a perfect opportunity to watch the new couple together. It seems like it should be odd to watch them hang out and hold hands. I mean, my sister is my sister. She's not supposed to be a wife (well, she isn't yet)! Unexpectedly, to see them together has seemed as natural as if it had always been. I like that. Bring it on!