Today, I'm going to remember that patience is a virtue.
Last fall, we planted a crepe myrtle tree in our backyard because it brought back fond memories of living along the Gulf Coast.
This spring, we watched as all of the other trees leafed out, and our crepe myrtle remained bare. We saw that our neighbor's crepe myrtles got leaves while ours remained naked. I was ready to call the nursery where we got the tree and ask for a refund. And then, lo and behold, we saw our first leaves. I guess our tree was just taking a little longer to get used to its new surroundings.
So, today. I will remember this tree and try to practice patience when I start fretting over something that I don't think is happening fast enough.
