Last year I made mention that I would be starting a small business as a garden planter. I was going to do business as The Green Thumb Girl. Complete with business cards, t-shirts and gifts for my customers. The mission behind the venture was to bring the beauty of flower filled beds to individuals who didn’t have the time or know how. For a small fee I would come to your house and plant the annual flowers of your choice in your yard. This would beautifully enhance the curb appeal of your home.
However, with the course of events and choices that I’ve made within the last year this never really took flight. Just when I thought all hope was lost, someone answered my prayer & need to be one with the earth through gardening. As I was helping the church with the Easter basket preparation for the children, someone mentioned a garden. (See pictures of the eggs my son & I dyed for the annual Easter Egg Hunt in the photos) A garden I never knew existed on the church property. You can only imagine the look on my face o_O; I’ve only been going to this church since I was in my mother’s womb. I think I would’ve noticed a garden around here. They directed me to the outside of the auxiliary building to the left. Look what I found….
When I returned to the congregation of women assembled, I made the comment “That’s a field, I know a garden.” They asked what I knew about gardens and I expounded on the beauty and work of gardens. Within minutes I was propositioned to be the cultivator of the Herbert B. Robinson Sr. Memorial Garden. Some light church political red tape had to be completed before it was official. If the government worked this fast, we’d probably have less complaints. Lol In one hour and 45 minutes, it was approved by the pastor and I was given the green light. Now, all I had to do was make a plan and bring it to life…
This happened in the mist of my church choir, True Praise, preparing for our 1st concert under the Pastoral governance of Dr. Herbert B. Robinson Jr. Long rehearsals, sore throats and negative forces became hurdles that had to be cleared to make this performance memorable. I discovered the sole purpose of my thermos. The only reason I bought it was because it was cute. That thing came in handy, especially to hold my ginger, lemon, honey sore throat remedy. They all wondered what I was carrying in that thing but it was saving my life. The concert was a major success April 22, 2012. I fell flat once I got home but it was worth it.
As my loyal readers, I felt obligated to tell you where I’ve been and why you haven’t heard from me in a while. I’m back to keep you informed on my progression toward HAPPINESS. As always I need you to smile… Somebody might be looking for a reason to smile be that for them through your 🙂