My piece of heaven Both my parents had a “green thumb.” Mom would pull up flowers and throw them across the fence and they would bloom in the pasture! I can’t keep a cactus alive. When I lost both parents to cancer, I thought I would never see their beautiful flower gardens again. Every year, I nagged my husband, Tony, to plant a garden. He farms and said he didn’t have time to garden. Finally, last summer, he relented. I was so excited I announced I wanted a rock walkway. He smiled and said I could lay it. What could be so hard about laying rock? By July, I was taking three Aleve a day for back pain, but I had a spectacular walkway and garden. Neighbors honked their horns to encourage me and stopped to see our progress. Tony got excited and added his ideas and kept my garden alive. One morning as the fog lifted, I sat on my rock steps looking at the flowering beauty. As the sun peeked through the clouds, on my little piece of heaven, I could see my parents looking down smiling and saying, “You go, girl!” Janet Jarrell, Mt. Airy, Surry-Yadkin |
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