Cameron disc harrowing (smoothing out) our garden patchLook at this dear, sweet soul.

He concentrates so hard. He works so hard. He wants nothing more than to have life go smoothly, make things grow, and for us to be happy together.

Why is it that the people we love, the people who we’re closest to, are the people we can ignore, scowl at, snap at, and take for granted?

Maybe it’s because we can. Maybe it’s because we trust them. Because we believe that they love us enough that even if we show our ugly sides they’ll still be there.

But what kind of reward is that?

I want to treat our love like a little seedling that needs nurturing and water and sunlight. Not like a tree that will bend and sway and withstand every storm that invariably passes through.

Because even wise old trees can only weather so much.