Hannah's tree bloomed today. Perfect little pink flowers.
It made me happy.
It made me sad.
All I have to watch bloom. All I have to watch grow, is a tree.
I have been busy in my life and in my mind. It's kept me from swimming in my sorrow. Most days I just wade on the shore. I wonder if she is watching me beyond that horizon.
I know if I'd never been placed on this particular shore, I wouldn't have found some of the beautiful things I have. Still I can't help but wonder.
I guess I'll just have to watch the beautiful blooms of the weeping cherry and imagine her warmth is what makes it grow.