A plant
It’s just a plant. I am not even sure what kind of plant it is but I got it as a gift. I have to water it about once a week or the leaves wilt and droop. It may go a day or two after it begins to droop but it demands attention as it just sits there looking pitiful. As I get up and get it a glass of water I think of my dad.
I got the plant as a gift after my dad’s funeral. Friends gave it to me because that is what friends do. We don’t know what to say when someone dies or what to do so we give a gift or write a card. The plant seems to demand some attention in a way that makes me focus on something more important. I have been thinking about this for a few days and it seems to me that this plant brings my dad to mind and maybe that is the reason for the gift. I find I think about the good things about my dad when I think about the plant or tend to it. It pleases me that the plant is still alive and has been so for more than a year. I don’t know how long it will live but I guess it will be as long as I need it.
Thanks for the plant. It helps.
Jerry