Beverly,
At my lowest point and with a face black and blue from the arrest (that seemed never to heal), I looked out at the cold bleak Winter and thought it might as well just stay cold and bleak. I felt just like it looked. But I think the daylily foliage was the first to pop up about as soon as the ice and snow melted and every day became a little greener.
The inside of me began to match the garden outside, and the greener my gardens became, the healing grew as well. I couldn't do a thing but look at those plants, but that's all I needed. As the garden greened and bloomed, so did I. I think it was a lesson well learned. I surely don't want to ever go through that again, but if I do, these old gardens of mine will help with the healing.
Thank you!
