There is a crape myrtle tree in my front yard which I can see from my living room window. After all of the leaves had fallen off this tree, there is this one little leaf that continues to hang on and appears to wave so proudly at me each time I look out of my window. That little leaf reminds me of my daughter, Amy, who was so resilient and strong and weathered a lot of life’s storms. It also reminds me that in my deepest pain, I must take a lesson from her short but powerful book of life.
It’s amazing how this little resilient leaf which turned to red in the fall has endured it’s lonely status during these long dark nights and hung on during this rough winter. A winter which so far has produced 33 inches and counting of snow, strong winds and frigid temperatures. This leaf must be made of all the right stuff!
In my daughter’s memory, I, too, am hanging on. Most days just barely because I miss Amy so much. I am not exactly waving happily at others, but with my beautiful daughter’s resilient spirit, I am trying.
I have read that we are all here to learn life’s lessons and that some of us learn them quicker than others while some of us never learn them at all. I have no doubt that my daughter learned all of her life lessons while she was here.
Amy had such a pure heart and generous nature. I have never met any one who compares to her gentle spirit and I mean that with all of my heart. Maybe if she have slowed down and behaved more like the rest of us, she would have lived to a ripe old age. I wonder …