Sorry about the Roots, Mama….

The sun was streaming in through the back door as I typed away yesterday morning. I could hear the mixture of birds chirping and small voices in the backyard creatively coming up with story-lines for adventures. There was laughter and then there were the sounds of various things being shuffled around in the shed to retrieve bicycles and helmets. It made me smile. My heart was content to know that my family was happy.

Before I knew it the back door was thrown open and a semi-sweaty little boy, dressed in play clothes, rainboots, and a dinosaur bike helmet burst in. He came in with such urgency, I was sure something had happened that needed my attention. I looked up right away and turned away from my typing.  I saw two little hands holding a fistful of the first hint of spring.

Sorry about the Roots, Mama….flowers & roots

His urgency was paused because he considered the roots a flaw in his gift. I hugged him close and reassured him I didn’t mind one bit. In fact, at that moment his gift made me feel like the most important person in the world. And it was so precious. He found something of beauty and gave it away with excitement. To Me. He thought of me. Not because it was Mother’s Day or my birthday. Just because. He reminded me that I am so loved. 

That little act of kindness has carried over today as I walk by those little flowers sitting in a tiny glass vase. It has carried over into my thinking as well. It makes me consider what little things I could do for someone else that will brighten their day. As I consider all the things I could do, some thoughts are quickly dismissed because they don’t seem elaborate or significant enough. And then I remember the roots…..

If my sweet boy had allowed the roots to stop him we would never have had that moment.  I know in my quest for perfection, there have been times where I’ve allowed the “roots” to get in the way and spoil the whole thing. Roots can make us hesitate and magnify the flaws. They rob joy from both the giver and receiver. I’m so grateful for the example of my littlest yesterday and the reminder to keep giving, ignoring the roots, and to keep sharing the beauty to make others smile.

I encourage you come back and share your stories with me this week in the comments below. I’d love to hear how you brightened someones day or they brightened yours, even in the smallest ways!

Comments

  1. What a special moment! I think I often let the roots get in the way of doing things for other people too. It’s definitely something I’m working on.
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  2. Oh my goodness. That is the most precious story I’ve heard in a while, and what a wonderful lesson to learn. I felt like you were talking directly to ME. <3

  3. Awww…I love this, and I know exactly what you mean! I remember the first time my little boy picked a flower for me on his own…I melted!

    And, as someone who often wants/needs things to be perfect, I can appreciate the message in this post. Thank you for sharing, ank thank you for linking up at Wordy Wednesday. I enjoyed reading this post!
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  4. Aww, so sweet! I can’t wait until my little guy can talk. So much to look forward to.
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