my 12-year old son coached me yesterday

I've been flip-flopping for months about signing up for a community garden plot.

This 10x4ft raised bed has a lot of potential—full sun, endless possibilities for flowers, tomatoes, and salad greens. I've had dreams of this space being a home for my creativity and a way to be outside with my family and connect with the earth.

But then there are the weeds, the soil that's likely devoid of nutrients, the time I don't have. What if I wasted my energy? What if I failed? 

Over the weekend, I asked my 12 year old son if he wanted to bring this dream to life. Not only did he say yes, but hours later he followed up: "So are you going to get that plot then?"

​That powerful question was the edge I needed.

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