Don't Forget to Plant Your Seed

By Jan Johnson

Jan reflects on how planting flowers was never her forte, but she now plants a different kind of seed.

Don't Forget to Plant Your Seeds

By Jan Johnson :forgive_me?:

I never was one to be a Gardener although I loved flowers.

The smell and beauty of them and I even appreciated the work that people put into them so I could purchase them either at the local florist, grocery store or a street vendor.

Just the thought of planting seeds or bulbs didn't interest me and who had the time to do all that work? Surely not me as I was busy doing my volunteer work. That seemed to take up all my spare time. Besides, I could see the benefit of my giving and sharing right away with those precious Cancer and Muscular Dystrophy Children that I worked with. Seeing their eyes twinkle and sparkle and the smiles on their adorable faces made my day.

Heck, planting seeds and bulbs would take forever to see the fruits of my labor, plus just the thought of getting my fingernails messed up and my hands all dirty didn't interest me much.

I didn't have time for that. I did once, I must admit, try my hand at planting some flowers. They were pretty, however, the next year nothing showed up to greet me and say I'm back.

Silly me, I didn't plan my strategy as to which flowers I would like to have in my garden. I didn't know anything such as annual and perennials.

I didn't have the time.

Here I am today planting seeds like crazy. I have the desire to prune them and show great love and compassion to my garden.

The Name of my Gardener is a Brain Stem Stroke Survivor. The requirements are just patience, time, kindness, and loads of TLC which I have so much of and I have the desire to nurture them.

You see my garden was planted in a very special garden, the Stroke Network Garden.

Without Friends.... Life would be like a garden without flowers. Thank you for being the friendship seeds that have been planted in my garden.

You are there for me and I adore speaking with you and seeing how you are growing.

The fruit of my labor is so evident and I am blessed by planting those seeds of friendship.

In my garden are many varieties of flowers, humorous, sincere, love, acceptance, healing, and recovery. They greet me daily. I am so happy I decided to try my hand at gardening again. I just Believed in Miracles and my garden sure has Soared.

My favorite flowers bring me Patience, Understanding and HOPE.