“Oh Mama, I am so glad that you are the kind of mama who likes to pick tiny wild strawberries for her kids.”
Oh, honey, me too. Thank you.
When I take the time to pause, slow down, and savour a moment with my children I am always rewarded by their gratitude.
It is so beautiful, the way they so naturally, easily express their feelings of appreciation for these moments.
It floods me with affirmation that I am doing good things as a parent and also makes me think… I really could do it so much more. It really is easy to make them feel wonderful. It costs me so little and gives us both so much.
I know that regularly expressing gratitude conditions our mindset. We have to work so hard at it as adults – gratitude journals, therapy, mindfulness practise.
If I can be the catalyst to those feelings and expressions in my children – why wouldn’t I choose that daily?
These tiny wild things are so filled with sweetness, and their ripeness so fleeting.
We often miss the tiny wild strawberries as Spring sails into Summer. In fact, this is the first summer in recent memory that we have noticed more than one or two.
Oh, and my eldest daughter has such a gift for drinking up every last ounce of joy around the harvest, such an abundance mindset.
Every tiny harvest around here is a festival of celebration – chive season, violet season, wild strawberry season, nasturtium season, wild blueberry season… a parade of delights.
Happy Summer Solstice to you – may this season be filled with the noticing and appreciation for these tiny wild moments of joy.
Do you have childhood memories of picking wild strawberries? What do you remember about those moments?