Stuffed and Sad

So, I'm stuffed. I am working and I forgot how hard it was to be a Mummy and a wife and a teacher and a sister and a daughter and a friend, etc, etc. I am ever so thankful for the opportunity to not work. We survive on a small wage because we choose to and I love that we can. I also Long for time to sew...I miss it. So I am Stuffed. (Kids throwing up all over the place does not help!)
Kenzi however, is sad. This afternoon she cried for half an hour because the winter colour that we planted in our garden has now come to an end. She cried because all the spring flowers were blooming and her winter flowers were brown instead of the beautiful purple and white that they have been for 3 weeks. She sobbed and sobbed....how unfair that her flowers do not get to enjoy spring like all the other things in our garden! Ahhhhhh, the harsh reality of the circle of life.
Oh, and I promise I will be back soonish, sometime, somehow. I just needed not to feel obligated, but I do love it so. I love seeing your lives. Somehow it makes me feel less stuffed, less tired, less sad....somehow.