Ellie loves to pick dandelions for me.
I have a glass full of them sitting by the sink. And it got me thinking, when do we stop seeing flowers and start seeing weeds? Because right now, I love her point of view. She doesn’t see a yard being overrun by a weed with a root the size of a carrot. No, she sees a field of beautiful yellow flowers, her favorite color, free for the taking. A gift to be given away.
Perspective is a powerful thing, isn’t it?
And maybe our less desirable, annoying weeds, those ugly things in our life, can become flowers if we just look at them differently, too. If we look at them through the eyes of a child.