This morning while checking out and watering my plants I came across a sight that almost brought tears to my eyes. There, hidden beneath the large leaves of my tomato plant are some little baby tiny green tomatoes!
It may not seem like much for some but after twenty-three years of watching my father toil in his garden and enjoying all the fantastic vegetables it's finally my own two hands that helped something to grow. I'm not just his helper anymore but a woman who can do it all on her own. At this moment, staring at these two little tiny fruits of my labors all I can say is, "Thanks a bunch, Dad". For stoking the embers in me that started a passionate fire, for all the knowledge you've bestowed in me, and for the faith you've always had that I can do anything I set my mind to.
Even if all I want to do is to grow a couple tomatoes.
Until next time,