Kissed by the softest grass

I lived on a farm growing up and I remember sitting on the back porch cement steps with my mom helping her husk corn. Today as I put my bare feet to the summer ground the memories came back. Summers were my favorite growing up. My sister and I lived outside in our bathing suits. I'm certain I didn't stick around helping my mom husk all the corn as she allowed us to just go run free in the backyard. A few weeks ago as I was dog sitting for my parents while they went to visit my sister I spent time in that backyard. There's something about that grass and the opened farmland. As I put my bare feet to the ground looking up at the summer evening sky I fell to the ground and just sobbed. As my body felt the soft grass hug me like a blanket my tears had a conversation with the creator. It felt healing in that moment. My deepest longings being released from my entire body that I've kept protected and locked up. All my questions along with the raw truth that I don't trust as much as I thought I did. I felt peace a peace that can't be explained and a peace I desire to stay kept in. As I stood back up and brushed the damp grass from my body I walked differently back to the house. I didn't have my questions answered really or anything life changing happen I just felt loved and cared for and that changed me. It gave me strength to keep going. And when I get weary again I can put my bare feet to the ground and be reminded of summer evenings on the farm being kissed by the softest grass.