I Have Learned to Accept the Seeds

I was sitting on the porch with my grandson Ricky (6) when his older sister brought him a shake.  He was eating sweet and salty popcorn as he sat on the railing.  The healthy concoction held little interest for him.
A neighbor two doors down was listening to an audio book while sitting in her car with the windows rolled down. Perhaps her car held the only CD player by which she could listen.  I could not tell the story line, but if I had been a little closer.  The words faded into the background.
Ricky continued to sip his drink and I continued to write my letter. ( I know. Who writes letters anymore? Well, me for one.)
He interrupted my train of thought with, "I would just like to pour the rest of this into the flower bed." I gave him a puzzled look. "But I have learned to accept the seeds in the bottom of my glass."
We all have 'seeds' in our lives that lay at the bottom of our glasses.  It's like accepting the bad that comes with the enjoyable...such as cleaning brushes after painting, un-decorating the house after Christmas, and simply doing the dishes after dinner - just to name a few.
Tossing our seeds aside will not help us at all, so just plant them.  Make them the worthwhile end to worthwhile events.  This is where life's decisions are made...in the leftovers.
So, what will you do with your seeds?  Enjoy them.  They come at the end of so many of our blessings.  Allow the seeds to be blessings, too.