I was once asked the question from someone I didn't know that well, "If you could describe yourself with one word, what would it be?" hmmm... well I barely pondered it at all and blurted out "a gardener".
What a loaded question, how could I possibly describe myself with one word. I have thought this over many times, why would I ever allow myself one word, I am so much more than just a gardener. Then I would think, well I do like to nurture things and help them grow, feeding good food to children and animals or good soil to the plants I grow. Am I not first and foremost a "Mother" well that is one of my many variegated sides, but "a gardener" does feel quite noble too I must say.
A friend once said if he could come back as anything, he would come back as a peasant farmer, that sounds good to me. I just want to live a quiet peaceful life in a place of my own, and a garden to grow flowers and good food. I want farm animals for milk, eggs, butter, and meat, and the richness they add to our lives.
I don't need to travel to faraway places to find happiness, I find them right here at home being a gardener,
a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, and a friend.