I wondered where the grass was. Where were the flowers?
Maybe it has been too long since I had been in elementary school. But on this, my son's first week of kindergarten, I was just getting used to him dropping off his backpack in the line by the wall, running off with a smile and a "'bye, mom!" I wanted flowers and grass. But swings, slides and four-square would have to do.
Today he stayed close. Standing by the wall, he looked down to see a honey bee, there on the barren blacktop. For a brief moment he panicked, for he and his dad had finished their regularly-scheduled hunting date with the angry wasps in our backyard the night before ...
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"He's just looking for a flower so he can make us some honey," I assured him.
Soon a little girl approached. "A bee!" she exclaimed as she slowly retreated.
"He's just looking for a flower so he can make us some honey," my son told her.
The girl replied, "Maybe we should find him a flower?"
Before I could convince her that there was not a flower in sight, she was off into the sea of backpacks and barrettes and brand new school clothes.
I turned my gaze up to reconfirm. There was no grass. There were no flowers.
"Do you think THIS flower will do?" As I looked down past her deep, round eyes, her name-tag proudly displayed her name.
"Yes, Patience. This flower is perfect."
As I slid the sunflower up under bee, it quickly crept toward the center and began to enjoy the richness of the flower. Flower and bee were still connected when we walked away.
Driving home, I was delivered the lesson: We are always provided with what we need. It just takes a little Patience."