Why I Wrote The Little Seed’s Long Wait

The Little Seed's Long Wait is a children's picture book. But it didn't begin as one.

I never intended to write a children’s book. I just needed somewhere to put my feelings.

I was waiting for something I wanted more than anything in the world. And no matter how hard I tried, no matter how much I longed for it, it simply wasn’t happening. So one day I sat down and put my feelings on paper.

I didn’t know I was writing my own story. I didn’t know I was little seed.

And then I read what I had written. And I knew. This wasn’t just for me. This was meant for more.

What kept me grounded through the waiting were the people I loved most. Without realizing it, I wrote them into the story. Each one became a character. Each one carried into the garden exactly what they had given me in real life.

And Rooty, wise, patient, ancient Rooty, that was my own inner voice. The part of me that already knew the truth, even when I refused to listen.

I wrote this book before my Up Above arrived. I wrote the ending I hadn’t lived yet. But somewhere deep inside, I had finally stopped forcing and started believing. Believing that my season would come.

It did.

And it was more beautiful than anything I had ever imagined.

If you are reading this and you are still waiting, still underground, still dreaming of your own Up Above, I wrote this for you. Your season is coming.

Patience is where the magic begins.

— Mari