There had been some days of feeling a little disheartened. Some things that felt like they might grow surely were not going to in the way I might have hoped. Some dreams felt like they needed more time to be nurtured perhaps or just too great to expect to ever come to fruition. Maybe even a mistake to ever begin to imagine them. Then, there it was, at the end of our daily journey home one day, loud and clear, written on the wall. It made me smile and has been doing so every day since. It's been making other people smile too. There is a proverb that says 'hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life'. Trusting and waiting for the tree of life. A few days later I noticed something on the adjacent wall, slightly obscured by a bush. It made my heart sing knowing that the giving and receiving of this one is an antidote to a sick heart.
