I cleaned house this weekend. No, not the scrubbing toilets kind of clean. I mean the real clean. The kind we rarely do.
I started with the obvious. That was easy to clean out.
Then, I moved on to the dark, scary places. I found things I had been holding on to. Things I wanted to use for a rainy day. Things I wanted to use to my advantage when the time was right. I let go of those things.
I found good things that had been broken along the way. I took them out and decided to work on them. They had value and deserved to be brought back to light.
I then went outside. I pulled up weeds that had grown deep roots. Weeds that I had let take over for years, because, well, because it was easy to just ignore them. Well, it wasn't easy to deal with a weed that had been left willy-nilly for years. I found that said weeds had spread and multiplied. I had to deal with multiple weeds, instead of just one.
Finally, I planted seeds. I have heard the saying "Grow or die". I planted seeds because I want my marriage to grow, not die. I'm not saying all the hard work is over. Hardly. I know it's only begun. But at least, it has begun.