The Other Side Of Fence Can Be So Far Away…

I’m watching the saddest thing. Especially for a Grammy. Bella is an only child.

I watch her play Barbies by herself, I watch her put puzzles together by herself, I watch her watch movies by herself. And every day I hear her ask to go play with the neighbor.

Today she realized that there are two little girls playing over the back fence. So Bella stands atop her Barbie Jeep, nose pressed against the fence, watching every move they make and wishing….wishing that the other side of the fence wasn’t so far away.  (Is about more than this Grammies heart can take!)

And I begin to think about the “other side” of my fence.  How many times have I imagined some great idea…an antique shop, a faithbling jewelry business, a blog with photos and graphics, a support network for single moms, a toilet that plays music (okay that’s a bit far out there…but really a good idea!).  I press my nose up against the fence, dream about it, consider it, imagine what it’s like on the other side…and then stop.  What makes me stop…fear?  lack of faith in myself?  laziness?

I’m not sure.  But at 49andcounting, it’s time to change.  I’m finding a way around that fence.  I’m putting an idea or two into action.  I’m going to believe in myself…and see just what’s on the other side.

(P.S.–Bella has a great mama, and she took the time to take Bella over to the neighbors, introduce themselves, and invite the little girl over to play.)  All is well.

Blessings to you, and as Bella whispered to me…”dreams can come true, Grammy”.


About 49andcounting

Hi! I'm a mom, wife, grammy, sister, friend at that ALMOST 50 age!! (Okay, since I started this a few years ago...well, add a bit to 49andcounting!) How the heck did I get here so fast?!? I love, love, love- my girls, antiques, rural America, history, Jesus, junkin,the lake and my Big Boy...not particularly in that order. It's about time I change this profile a bit. After a year or living in our 5th wheel in beautiful Pennsylvania, My Big Boy and I are back to the Kansas Prairies. And there's just nothing like "Home Sweet Home". Hitting the Big 50 has its own unique, well...let's say...blessings :) So come along, laugh with me...cry with me...praise God with me...and let's do this 49andcounting thing, together!
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