Hometown Rankin - June & July 2017
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So a few weeks ago, I was in our backyard building a fire in our fire<br />
pit. I had decided to dispose of some sensitive paperwork that really<br />
should have been shredded, but burning was simply more convenient<br />
and certainly more fun. In the closing of my grandmother’s estate, I<br />
had stored countless banking statements and papers that needed to<br />
be discarded but were too sensitive to just put in the trash–and still<br />
held value in my heart. So I poured a glass of wine and my husband<br />
and son helped load up the fire pit. I recalled funny stories about my<br />
beloved grandmother as they continued to crumple up papers and<br />
put them below the logs. Then we lit them.<br />
The fire struggled to catch. My wood was wet. I decided to add<br />
some kindling from a pot we keep nearby. That’s when I saw the<br />
blooms. For 30 or 40 years, my grandmother had a pot of succulents<br />
on her back porch that stood year-round on a little dime-store plant<br />
stand in the rain, sun, sleet and occasional snow. She was a master<br />
gardener and yet these succulents were the only plant-life I brought<br />
home with me after her death. I’d had them now for four years and<br />
they live on my back patio next to a big fat pot of kindling. I looked<br />
down and they were in full bloom–and they hadn’t been the day before.<br />
I’ve never seen them bloom. Ever. I didn’t even know they would.<br />
So, I’ve decided they were blooming just for me. As if to say, it’s ok to<br />
let go–just never forget.<br />
Coincidence? Maybe. But it serves as a wonderful reminder that we’re<br />
never far apart. The truth is that the bond we share with those we<br />
love is a bond never lost or broken–not even by death. Death just<br />
changes the dimensions–like water, evaporating into steam.<br />
Or like a redbird sitting on a window ledge singing, “My spirit will<br />
live on forever there within your heart.” n<br />
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