Happy New Year’s Eve, flower friends. It’s been such a heavy year for so many of us. At the farm, we’re focused on beauty and the hope that’s ahead, but also we acknowledge the loss, the weakness, the hardship, and the disappointment for our own family and so many we know and love.
I don’t know who said the “currency of growth is difficulty,” but it’s true.
I do know who said “Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness” in James 1:2-3, and this also is true.
There’s a time to mourn the losses.
There’s a time for sitting with gratitude just for what *is.*
There’s a time for looking with hope to the future, for making a plan, choosing goals, and organizing yourself for the battle ahead.
But if the time for this *for YOU* is not New Year’s weekend, guess what? That’s ok. It’s more than ok – it’s good.
I love tradition and the celebration of events and milestones. Given my personality, it’s no surprise for me to admit that I love deadlines! But these things are friends – we should not be enslaved to them.
I hope you can gently give yourself room tonight, wherever you are in the processing of the past few years or the anticipation of the coming New Year. I hope you can rest in the joy of the moment this evening, knowing that tomorrow will worry about itself.