This is such a beautiful essay; I'm so sorry for your and your brother's loss, as well as Nicole's mother's loss and, of course, her young son's loss. Grief never dies because love never dies.
I'm so glad you have this plant, which is so symbolic. Thank you for writing this.
Such a tender, loving story. I'm sorry for your loss, because no matter how long ago, the heart remembers. Nature is the greatest balm besides Love. 🌿💞
Wow I'm so excited to see your name today! I've told my kids you were my favorite teacher. I still remember the reading tub in our third grade classroom!
What a beautiful, symbolic story Jeannie! It is particularly poignant to read right now. A friend died in her sleep last night and we are trying to support the family. So heartbreaking
Jeannie, your story about the Areca palm is a beautiful reminder that revitalization can come from the most unexpected places. I love how you describe the plant as a "sturdy presence" and a "reminder that with every metaphorical death, something in me is revitalized." This is so true! I've had similar experiences in my own life where I've found new growth and strength after going through difficult times. Thank you for sharing this fun, inspiring story.
Yes! I love green, living things. My houseplants are “my babies” in a way. They motivate me to keep going, maybe because I understand what the metaphor of their life cycle means to me.
Jeannie,
This is such a beautiful essay; I'm so sorry for your and your brother's loss, as well as Nicole's mother's loss and, of course, her young son's loss. Grief never dies because love never dies.
I'm so glad you have this plant, which is so symbolic. Thank you for writing this.
Beth, I always smile when I see your comments. Thank you. You always make me feel seen.
I love your writing. Happy to comment!
Such a tender, loving story. I'm sorry for your loss, because no matter how long ago, the heart remembers. Nature is the greatest balm besides Love. 🌿💞
Thank you, Nancy. Plants are healing for me. :)
Thank you, Jeannie, for sharing. I'm so sorry you lost Nicole. May your memories of her bring you comfort and peace.
Thank you, Julie. 💓
You are most welcome, Jeannie.
I love everything you share…. This was touching!
Wow I'm so excited to see your name today! I've told my kids you were my favorite teacher. I still remember the reading tub in our third grade classroom!
I always tell people, if you want to send something send plants not flowers. When flowers die, it’s a sad reminder.
I have heard something similar, Marcia.
What a beautiful, symbolic story Jeannie! It is particularly poignant to read right now. A friend died in her sleep last night and we are trying to support the family. So heartbreaking
Oh I'm so sorry to hear about your friend, Imola. Glad this piece resonated as a form of grieving. 💜
It did… :(
Jeannie, your story about the Areca palm is a beautiful reminder that revitalization can come from the most unexpected places. I love how you describe the plant as a "sturdy presence" and a "reminder that with every metaphorical death, something in me is revitalized." This is so true! I've had similar experiences in my own life where I've found new growth and strength after going through difficult times. Thank you for sharing this fun, inspiring story.
Yes! I love green, living things. My houseplants are “my babies” in a way. They motivate me to keep going, maybe because I understand what the metaphor of their life cycle means to me.
Awh - thank you!! Reading tub followed me through FWCS & is now in the library at Bunche Montessori❣️
How lovely!