Garden of Sympathy

A garden sprang up in my house this month. Flowers of every colour mixed with the traditional white. A garden of love and sympathy.

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There were words too. Awkward, loving words from those unsure of what to say. It’s not the words that count, I wanted to tell them. It’s that they’re there is all that matters.

There hasn’t been a garden like this one for more than twenty years. That garden was just as beautiful in its love and sympathy but it was tainted by feelings of horror and disbelief that these things should happen.

In this garden there was an understanding that this is the way of it. It is painful but it is as life is.

It’s gone now bar the stocky little daisies who like to hang about, sitting in a ceramic bowl that will remain as a keepsake from a friend’s loving gift.

“Don’t you think daisies are the friendliest flower?” – Meg Ryan in ‘You’ve Got Mail’

And the words remain. The words will always remain.

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10 thoughts on “Garden of Sympathy

  1. In our times of hardship there comes those rays of light giving us the strength to make it one more day. You are truly blessed with many great people in your life.

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    • Thanks, Sue. My Dad died four weeks ago. As often happens, new grief tends to stir up old grief so we are also reliving the loss of my sister and niece in a car crash twenty years ago. I have very much appreciated the support in all quarters, especially in this not-so-little international community we have here.


      • Oh I am so very sorry for your loss. My Dad passed in 2010 and I definitely agree that new grief stirs old grief. It must have been so traumatic to lose your sister and niece that way. Thank you for sharing and I am sending hugs and positive energy for your healing and peace.


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