I've Got Garden Fever — How About You?

I've got garden fever

How about you?

I've got garden fever

And fallen fever too.

                             —Eve

Reader dear,


Have you ever fallen from a higher place?


I have, more times than I can count.


I've only been around the sun a mere 21 years, but I know what it feels like to bite the dust.  Everyone does it.  What distinguishes one fall from another is the way we choose to grit our teeth, get the gravel out of our knees, and get on down the road.  Because it's a choice.  We often read of redemption as being some sort of divine revelation—or reckoning—but the truth is, most times our fate falls into our own hands.


So what are you gonna do?


Me, I'm gonna write about it.  Because I've got garden-fallen fever, and I can't wait to get back.


So, here's my story.  Fists clenched, teeth on edge.  But I've gotta tell you.



Love,


Eve


My first blog, eve's diary