They must come to an end, in order that there be a beginning to future ones I suppose.
My oldest son, Benjamin, had a safe trip back to Kentucky and now I'm readjusting to the emptiness he left behind. My two youngest are quickly filling the void, as they have in the past and will continue to do in the future when this happens again, that is until our nest is completely empty (something I don't care to think about). Is it selfish of me to want my children to remain with me forever? Is it any more or less selfish if a gardener wants the growing season to last 365 days a year?
Gardening catalogs make it all the more difficult during winter. So far I've received the following spring 2009 catalogs: Bluestone Perennials, Johnny's Selected Seeds, Burpee Gardening, Plant Delights Nursery (the "MAD" magazine of gardening catalogs), and Jung Seeds & Plants. These are only the beginning of the deluge.
What helps you make it through sad times? Or perhaps you're the type that isn't bothered by such frailties of the human spirit. I think I've gotten a little more thick-skinned over the years, and yet just thinking about my children leaving home causes a feeling of gloom. Maybe I've not hardened all that much after all. (Surviving zone 5 winters is just as gloomy, if not more so.)
I wore something out of the ordinary the other night when The Doghouse Three gave a little mini-concert at a local coffee shop. Well, out of the ordinary for me anyway; a light green sweater-vest over a long-sleeved white shirt. I could've swore my wife told me it made me look 10 years younger; she denied saying that. Oh well, it felt good to imagine it for a while anyway.
Here's an aside: guess what flower and/or tree is pictured.