This is a tree. The reflections are the event. . .
When my Dad died in 1998 (14 years ago now, already), we came home from the funeral in Montana and found a small two-foot potted tree on our back steps. The attached card reflected the tree was a gift from my work place, Farmers Irrigation District, in honor of my Dad. In the years since, the tree has grown into a magnificent, stately, living memorial. It's a beautiful tree, and everyday when walking past it, I think of my Dad. If this tree were not here, my thoughts and reflections of life with Dad would be few and far between. I appreciate the significance of this tree and the memories within its branches!
2 comments:
What a wonderful gift and a great way to remember your dad:-)
That is a gorgeous tree and a wonderful tribute to your dad. :)
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