When I stopped living in apartments and had my own little house, I took a great interest for the first time in yard and garden. I planted a number of trees and bushes, put in a square-foot garden, and laid out a strawberry patch. I had never owned tools before, but as the need arose, I purchased them so that eventually I had a basic collection. (No, I don't borrow, but I don't loan either!) A favorite uncle who lived right next door impressed upon me, by his example, how important it was to take care of the tools. I still clean and oil them after each use; consequently, my hoes and shovels and rakes are not rusty even though they're well-used. The bonus: they are always ready for use when I need them!
I haven't always, though, taken care of my most important tools—the physical framework in which I live—and sometimes I still don't do a very good job. There are times when a greater good calls for sacrifice on our part, so what I say here is not a criticism of attention to our duty or decision. It is intended to remind us to care for the "tools" that are irreplaceable, intended to last for our lifetime. All we can do is the best we can.
Young mothers, especially if you are also working and/or going to school—Do the best you can. The very recognition that you actually need adult conversation, the freedom to read either "mind candy" or a challenging book, a "Y" membership or a pot of tulips in the kitchen will be freeing. Breadwinners, either men or women, whose work is demanding or whose job search is frustrating—Do what you have to do. But expect and plan for the time when there will be a little relief, not just retirement down the road, but an hour here or there to call your own. Meanwhile, have that checkup! Wear that seat belt! Eat those vegetables! Walk those extra steps!
Just a little investment now pays big dividends later. That goes for shovels and rakes—and for bodies.
Marjorie
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