After a lot of preparation by Roland, including digging 18 holes in very rocky dirt, filling them with loamy topsoil and compost, planning and installing a drip irrigation system to all of them, the little foot-high evergreens (arborvitae) in two inch pots that will grow tall some day are ready to be planted. They are a symbol of new life and growth.
At the same time new life grows within our daughter's womb. He moves around in his now cramped quarters reminding her of his ever increasing arm span and girth. It seems he is saying, "Here is my foot. Wanna count my toes?"
Cherry blossoms flutter down onto fresh green blades of grass and tulips stand tall adorned with their vividly colored crowns As my tulip-loving friend reminded me, those crowns were earned as the under-ground bulb was subjected to a cold winter before emerging in doubled glory (they multiply from year to year). Spring will come for Roland's cancer and even for me in my struggly part of the adventure.
How thankful we feel that his cancer was discovered in time to be able to treat it and that he has had the strength to endure the necessary pain and fatigue. We are grateful to the many friends and family members who have walked with us and refilled our water bottles along the way. (In the case of Linda, literally :-))
:) refilling a water bottle.....such a little thing in comparison to how you and Roland have filled ours and so many others lives with so much goodness ...love ya!
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