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Well July 28, 2015, came and it went.  It marked the 2nd anniversary of my husband's death.  I sent each of my children texts that morning, letting them know how much I love them, how very proud I am…

Well July 28, 2015, came and it went.  It marked the 2nd anniversary of my husband's death.  I sent each of my children texts that morning, letting them know how much I love them, how very proud I am of them, asking how their hearts were..  I began to start my pity party, when I received a text from my daughter in law and newest grandbabe, asking how I was doing, how very much they love me and sent me a hug.  Thankfully, my pity party never began.  I decided to honor this 2nd anniversary, by replacing a hydrangea tree, purchased by my husband and I for one of our anniversaries, that has since his death, died.  I decided that I was going to call it my PROMISE tree, as this is my next journey, to walk in the promise of the Divine.   To believe in promise is to hope in the future.  I felt so loved all day, so cradled in the arms of heaven.

PROMISE

a vow, a promise of commitment

a vow of for richer for poorer, in sickness and health,

until

death do us part...

death did us part, yet,

life has

held me in its embrace, continued,

I breathe, I live, I am here

life is promise

promise of what is to come

my new tree my symbol of promise

it will stand, it will grow, its roots will spread

as a reminder for me to...

live, to embrace life, to cherish my loved ones

to boldly with courage continue this, my solo journey

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Comment by Callie2 on August 4, 2015 at 11:51am
It is the small things in life such as a text, a phone call, an e-mail, a letter or card with six little words--how are you, I love you---they make all the difference in the world! Words so powerful that can give us hope by changing our moods and give us a more optimistic look for a future. So glad your DIL took time out of her busy day to text you, how sweet of her to do that! Love the idea of planting the bush and thanks for sharing your prose and optimism!

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