Two weeks ago was my baby's due date. On that day, I spent most of the day lying in bed in a vegetative state, watching TV- not caring what I was watching...until the doorbell rang.
The UPS delivery man left a large package on my door step and it was addressed to me. I opened the box and there were the most beautiful hydrangeas. Earlier in the day, there was an email from my close friend, Stephanie. She wanted to let me know that she was thinking of me and to expect a delivery from the UPS guy.
As soon as I took out the hydrangeas from out of the box, I transferred them into an empty flower pot that was in our front yard and filled the pot with soil. I placed the newly planted hydrangeas next to Moe's plants, the one that he gave me forMother's Day.
(The plant that Moe gave me)
As I stood back and admired my flowers, I was reminded that though I was grieving for my little baby, I was fortunate to have a friend who knew that a gesture like flowers, would make my day.
It was the boost that I needed to change out of my pajamas (yes, I was out in the front yard in my pj's when I was planting- at 3pm in the afternoon) and finally took a shower.
I call the flowers on my front porch, "my piece of sunshine". The plants remind me that no matter how much I am having a bad day or going through a personal struggle - I can always count on my family and friends to get me through...