Dear weeds that have taken over my garden. You have been here for a long time. Way too long. Today, I decided to conquer you. I’ve tried to conquer you before but you always overwhelmed me and beat me down. Today, something came over me and I decided enough was enough.
I started ripping you out by the handful. You were everywhere, hiding my beautiful rose bushes. I have neglected my roses for a long time. I lost one rose bush about a year ago and today I saw that another one had died. Part of that was your fault and part of it was mine. I failed to water and nourish them. I relied on sporadic raid clouds to take care of them. Three of the rose bushes are hanging on for dear life. One of those three has new life breaking through, determined to stay alive. Determined to show it’s beauty.
I received so much satisfaction as I pulled, tugged, dug and ripped you nasty weeds out from your roots. I felt better as each handful was shoved into a paper bag which would then be sent to sit on the curb until the yard waste truck took you away forever.
After an hour and a half I stood up and looked at what I had accomplished. For a split second I wished I’d taken a picture before I started. But then I realized that I didn’t want to remember what it looked like before. I didn’t want to remember how badly you ugly weeds had taken over. How you hid my once blooming rose bushes. I didn’t want to remember the neglect.
I stood back and relished in the glory of my rose bushes being free to thrive again. I didn’t get all of of you, though. There are still some in the background to be tackled another day. This was too big of a job to finish at one time. It is going to take another hour or so to finish. And I know you will be back. But I will not allow you to grow so big. I won’t allow you to take over. I will not allow you to hide the beauty of the roses that bring me so much joy. I will rip you out as you come up and enjoy the satisfaction of not allowing you to take over my garden again.
Yes, there will be times that I slack off. I always do. But something clicked in me today. When I first walked outside to tackle you hateful weeds, it was to fix the mess that I had allowed. My husband bought me those rose bushes along with a gnome bird bath and gnome fountain. I didn’t take care of his gift and almost ruined it. Although I wanted to fix it to show him I appreciated his thoughtfulness, I decided I needed to fix it for me. After all, he never would have bought them for me if I hadn’t expressed how much I loved my mom’s roses and helping her in her garden when I was younger. I needed to fix it for me.
It’s going to take a little time for the beauty to come through. I need to dig in the dirt some more, spread mulch to help ward off you tenacious weeds and give the rose bushes good nutrition. With care, love and persistence, I know new buds will bloom and light up the world again.
So goodbye giant mess of weeds. I know you will try to creep back in but I have had enough. This is MY garden and I will no longer allow you to ruin it anymore. I will no longer let you ruin my rose bushes and the incredible joy I feel when a new bud appears. I am going to take a stand against you and relish in the fact that those roses are beautiful and you will never again cause them to be ugly. Today, I am doing something I should have done a long time ago. Today, I am taking back your power.