Dad’s Happy Place In The Yard

Yesterday, I woke up on a mission to trim some weeds that had been overgrown amid a cactus plant I have in the front yard. Well, being that I had surgery 3 months ago and recovery has been slow, I have not had a chance to think of doing any yard work, much less being able to do it. Well, yesterday, I felt I would at least make an attempt first thing in the morning before the weather got too unbearable. So, first things first, how do I accomplish this without hurting myself, and what tool am I going to use? It came to me that when Dad would be outside in the yard, more times than not, you would see him sitting on this small step stool and using these clippers and gloves. I thought to myself, Dad, I think I will follow your lead.

Sure enough, I positioned myself in front of the plant as best as possible and gave it some long-overdue attention. I was pleased with the outcome and felt yet another connection to Dad as I peacefully worked in the yard, picturing him doing the same thing.

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