A Mowing Musing
I don’t have a lot of alone time. What mom of three boys does? When we purchased our new zero-turn mower earlier this spring I was ecstatic! Prior to this new ‘rockin’ & rollin”’ machine, we had a Mid-sized White Utility tractor with mower, grader and plow attachments. It was a great tractor while it work except that I’m 5 foot 1 and 3/4 of an inch and couldn’t reach the pedals…so mowing wasn’t an option for a couple of years.
As a stay-at-home mom, I see the benefits of mowing as being:
- alone time to ponder life and re-group
- an opportunity to accomplishing a task where notable progress is visual. (my favorite benefit)
Both are free therapy. While doing a 15 min. mowing stretch yesterday morning I began thinking about the phone conversation I had with my mom the evening before. If you read my post entitled “I Never Believed This Was Possible – But Now I Do,” you know that we’ve recently experienced an unexpected death in our family.
My mom’s boyfriend of 12 years and neighbor for most of my life was killed in a construction accident on Christmas day last year. We all grieve differently, but watching the process my mom has followed has been an experience to say the least. About three weeks ago OHSA completed their investigation, fining the company for safety violations. The week following the coroner then completed her investigation and could rule on the cause of death. A column fell on the tractor he was using while removing concrete which was falling on the street. He was only hit on his leg but on a main artery and bled out in less than three minutes. The coroner’s judgement was that it was an accident but could have been avoided.
As I began to mow I thought about last night’s phone conversation. She had been crying and had her cousin’s (who recently passed away from cancer) husband on the other line. She kept saying just how sad she is right now. Until the investigations her waves of grief were filled with anger and revenge. It seems that these investigations have finally triggered some closure as she has been moved to the next step of grieving – sorrow. I could sense just an out pouring of sadness in her voice. It breaks my heart, nevertheless, we must plow forward. It’s almost cliche but life goes on whether we want it to or not.
So as I whipped my zero-turn racing machine around, I noticed the serene blue sky, the different shades of greens in the beans, corn and food plot. I gazed at my 120 year, leaning old home with it’s beautiful wrap around porch. I thanked God for giving these gifts and my life. It reminded me that no matter how bad our deck of cards might be or how miserable we feel about our lives, we should take just 15 min. and notice the miraculous treasures which lay all around us.
Take 15 min. today and find 5 things around you that might normally be taken for granted! That’s my mowing musing for the day! Happy Friday!