I've been thinking a lot lately, of a dear precious woman who graced my life with her trust and friendship. She's been on my mind and her family has been in my prayers more than usual. I haven't talked about it a lot but it's been very much a part of my life the past few weeks.
Last year, I went and bought a purple crape myrtle bush. It was very important to me that we plant it as a way of remembering her passing the previous year on August 6th. I vowed to do so each year at this time. I had planned to make a trip to the local nursery tomorrow and buy another crape myrtle to plant in our yard. Tomorrow will be two years since this remarkable woman went to be with the angels.
Due to the expected incoming weather due to the storm brewing in the Gulf I was concerned that heavy rain would delay my planting of the purple crape myrtle. It was on my mind last night as I tried to drift off to sleep. My husband asked me what was wrong and I told him. He got very quiet and I finally drifted off to sleep.
This morning, when I awoke, I opened the front door to let Lucky, our cat, out for her morning stroll. My husband was just pulling into the driveway. I walked out onto the porch and when he got out of the truck, he had the sweetest, almost shy smile on his face. He lowered the truck tailgate and took out two crape myrtle's, purple in color. Then out came a dozen assorted other potted plants...all with purple blooms.
The tears flowed freely down my face as I realized what he had done. I knew now why he'd gotten out of bed so early and crept quietly out the back door.
This evening we went outside at sunset and we put those two purple crape myrtle's in the ground out by the driveway. Then, we sat the other purple plants out beside the porch, in a hanging basket and in my angel planter. "Now," he says, "you don't have to worry about planting in Colleen's memory tomorrow in case the rain is too heavy."
Today, I was reminded just how strong the power of love can be. I was reminded how deeply the love I feel for my husband is and how deep his love for me goes. At times when its so easy to feel he isn't listening to me or that he just doesn't make time for us, I know...he does listen and he cares so very much.
The gift of love is such a beautiful thing. What my husband did for me today meant more than diamonds or gold. What he did today was reach inside my heart and help fill a little of this empty space that the passing of this dear woman left behind.
Planting those purple crape myrtle's each year may seem silly or trivial to some, but for me, its very healing. It also shows me that life and love...does go on. Looking outside into my yard and seeing a blooming burst of purple, I can't help but smile.
Two years ago, Garth and his siblings lost their precious Mom, Raymond lost his beautiful wife...the love of his life and others lost a Grandmother, an aunt, a mother in law. Many many more lost a friend. Her love and her memory goes on within those she loved and cared so deeply for. Her family is very much in my thoughts and my prayers as this moment in time comes for them. They were so very lucky to have been able to share their lives with a lady such as Colleen.
Tomorrow, whether I wake to rain or sunshine, I'll be able to open my front door, walk outside onto my porch and breath the sweet Southern air. There before me, I'll see a blooming sea of purple. I'll remember. I'll smile. I'll wipe a tear. I'll close my eyes and raise my head to the heavens. And, I'll say thank you God for the sweet memories and please tell that purple winged angel...I love her and miss her.
August 5, 2001
Here's to love on Earth, love that is left behind, the love that you take with you, the love that never leaves. Love really is forever and goes on without end. Peace to all and may we all believe and trust in that power of love. BELIEVE.