Back in 2001, when I lost my dad, friends gave Kathie and me a Burr Oak (the official state tree of Iowa, by the way). We planted it in our front yard, where it is now thriving. A few days ago, the daffodils that we planted around it blossomed. I'm not big on religion (actually, I'm not even little on religion), but I appreciate that I have these beautiful, growing things that invite me to pause and think fondly about my dad and my mom.
No comments:
Post a Comment