“To be healed, we must come with all the other creatures to the feast of Creation.”
– Wendell Berry
It has been one week since my dad’s youngest brother died. I have spent that week out of town with extended family. I am home now, but I have not returned. After something of this magnitude, it is difficult to step back into normal life. All I can do is squeeze my children tight, and search for the beauty that surrounds us. When my mind swarms with questions and my heart aches, I am so grateful for the sights, smells and solace of the garden.