‘For a seed to achieve it’s greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth it would look like complete destruction.’ Cynthia Occelli
I could not help feeling nostalgic for my beloved Meyer Lemon tree. I don’t know much about gardening but I did know that this tree has produced so many lemons at such a constant rate, that everyone who came to the house mentioned it- and left with a bag of lemons because we could never possibly go through them fast enough.
“I spoke to your Mom, and your Dad this morning,” Matt started. I could tell he was choosing his words carefully.
“What is it,” I said, eyes narrowing, more as a statement than a question.
“It’s Bella…she’s gone to doggy heaven.”
My love, inspiration and new beginning. We can finally get that hair into a ‘pony.’ Her conversational capabilities astound me on a daily basis. Today she asked to go to ‘eshoping’ in the ‘beep-beep.’ She is definitely an apple who didn’t fall far from the tree…or should I say lemon?