As is my routine, on the way to the mailbox, I rushed through the entryway barely glancing into the room , until something strange suddenly caught my eye. My favorite plant, a Peace Lily that I had received from my cousin years ago after my aunt's funeral, was drooping over so severely that all its leaves were touching the floor! I suddenly realized that I had been so caught up in my day to day activities and problems, that I had spent hardly any time attending to my plants. In the summer they are outside in the fresh air. I spray and water them regularly, excited about how they thrive in the cool shade on my front porch. In the winter, the dry air created by heating system and the less-than-ideal light actually makes them require a little more special attention. The Peace Lily was an obvious sign of a bigger issue. I was so focused on what was in front of me that I lost sight of what was around me.
I recently lost a very dear beloved friend. She died suddenly, without warning, from a massive heart attack. She was only 45 years young. We spent a lot of time together. She had been such a great source of support and comfort to me during my separation and divorce that, I don't know how I would have made it through the last few years without her. We saw each other often, usually several times a week; going out, having lunch, or just sitting around talking and watching Lifetime. The last week of her life, however, we could not seem to find time. We spoke almost daily, trying to sync our schedules to make our promised trip to Red Lobster for crab legs (something we used to do regularly for lunch when we worked at the same company, and suddenly wanted to do for old time's sake). But, that week, no matter how we tried, we couldn't get it together. When I got the call about her heart attack, I had just hung up from calling her... one final attempt to have our lunch date. I wish I had just stopped whatever I was doing that week, and spent that time with my friend. It would have given me one more time to hug her, one more time to say "Love you girl" because as I look back, nothing else seems that important.
I filled the plants with water until they overflowed into the trays. The Peace Lily had a few brown leafs but overall is recovering nicely. All of the other plants are a little more drought tolarant so they held up better, only losing a few leafs here and there. I make it a point to go into that room daily now, not only that, my family, including the dog is welcome to enter. Although they still have to keep it clean for guests, I want my family to know that every inch of our house is to be lived-in, and that they (my family) are more important than "stuff".
In Loving Memory of : Leslie Renee McLendon April 1, 1967 - December 18, 2013
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