The garden calls me and i always answer.
Today, it asked for a small trimming.
I was tired,
worn out,
discouraged,
but i answered.
Neighbors passing, stop and talk and each voice i hear, not a feeling of pity for me, because of the struggles with my eyesight, but of awe.
Awe?
I ponder and i am told it is because of my courage.
I am in awe.
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