and it makes me sad.
When my Granny died in January of 2006, my friends Donny and Angel, Michael and Stacy and my in-laws sent beautiful plants to the funeral home. I sent Donny and Angel's plant to my sisters house because she loved it (and I already had the two others). When we moved into the house, I babied the plants to death, making sure they were watered on time, pruning them, and turning them so that all sides got equal light. I was shocked when I walked in the kitchen this morning and they were both dead. It hit me that I haven't watered them in forever, dead leaves were everywhere and I just wanted to cry. When did the plants become less of a priority? Was it when the adoption process started? When the kids started summer camp? When I started this job?
I spent a few minutes watering them, pruning them and getting them repositioned in the morning light but I don't know if that is enough. It makes me miss my Granny....
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