Reflecting on my weekend

The last few weeks, my husband and I have been working in our yard planting some things. For the first time, I'm trying my hand at growing a few things from seeds--some flowers and a few herbs. Sometimes it's surprising to me how much I enjoy just being outside and fiddling around with our yard. It makes me think about the people at our church who have really green thumbs and grow beautiful gardens every year. It also reminds me of my father who passed away in 1994. He loved to grow things too. I wish I had taken the time to learn some things about it while he was still alive. Not so much for the actual knowledge, although that would be nice, but just to have the memory of learning from him.

Got an email last night from an old friend at a Mom's group I used to attend. They're having a retreat next month and wanted to invite me. The study is an excellent one that really helped my parenting skills. I hope I'll be able to go and maybe take a few ladies from church with me.

We had a children and youth council meeting after church yesterday. Somehow, it was disappointing to me. I wish we could dig deeper and focus on meeting the real needs of children and their families, not just keeping them (and us) busy with activities all the time. Maybe my expectations are too high.