Happy Easter!
Sunday April 04th 2010, 6:08 pm
Filed under: Amaryllis,Friends,Life

Last winter, while my husband, my mother, my friends and readers, my doctors, nurses, respiratory therapists, a housekeeper at Stanford–everybody played a part and everybody played it well in taking good care of me, strengthening me, being there for me, and I am so grateful–I, of course, could take no care whatsoever of my collection of prized amaryllises. They were the least of our worries.  They were outside under an awning, up high on an old picnic table so as to be out of reach of the snails that would devour them.

But that also meant the winter rains couldn’t reach them. And when I came home, I could not lift the weight of a water jug as my long incision healed ever so slowly.  The others remembered to once or twice each over the months.

When at last I could do my part, the pots just sat there with the bulbs desiccated. I was sure most of them were dead.

A few were.  But the others, I could feel that the bulbs still had some heft left between my fingers, enough for hope’s sake.  So I kept on watering those pots long past the point that leaves should have started to show already.  They did not. I watered anyway.  Throw in a little Monty Python: “I’m not dead yet!”  I hadn’t been, so they weren’t allowed to be either–have faith in that heft and keep trying.

This went on for months.

I finally got a few leaves here and there.  I figured that was the most one could ask for, really; if they could produce four, the chances were high they’d bloom next year, and that would be wonderful, but if it had to be the year after that, then so be it.

This bulb produced only two.  And yet–I glanced outside two weeks ago and was very surprised to see a bud.  I brought it inside. Eventually, I found six pots with buds so far, and not wanting the wildlife to develop a taste for the flowers, brought them inside and out of their squirrelly little reach.

I really had wondered if they were dead after all.  It had just been so long with no response I could see.

The first one opened today, is opening today, the flower smiling wider and wider in slow motion as I type this.

It is standing there reminding me what I so easily forget, how much Life is a gift, beautiful and powerful beyond all understanding.  It is not limited, no matter what our expectations may be at any one time.  The life force is strongest when we hear its call to cheer someone else’s day–as so many brightened mine when I was in dire need.

Pouring water into flowerpots.  Typing an email to someone lying in a hospital bed, sending up a prayer, Thinking Good Thoughts.  A small moment to each patient bulb, and then another, and then another, adding up.

To pure joy.

Thank you, everybody.

And remembering, as I write this, the One who endured all, rose above all, and loves all, Happy Easter!

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“It is standing there reminding me what I so easily forget, how much Life is a gift, beautiful and powerful beyond all understanding. ”

We all forget from time to time. Thank you for reminding me. I hopped back and reread the story about the housekeeper. Thank you for that reminder as well.

It is so easy to take for granted what goes on around us, whether it is flowers blooming from a dried bulb or the steady service from someone quietly doing their job. A quick prayer of gratitude, a spoken thank you–so easy to forget, so important to remember!

Comment by Julia 04.04.10 @ 8:46 pm

The small things, the power of one.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 04.04.10 @ 9:22 pm

I was thinking of your amaryllises a few days ago. My one and only is “dormant” (she types hopefully) in the garage and I wondered how yours were faring after last year’s events. I think I mentioned last year mine didn’t get enough rest and came up blind, and way off schedule. I’ll let you know if I have success this year, maybe in July.

Lovely Easter post.

Comment by LynnM 04.05.10 @ 12:52 am

Thank you for this lovely and much needed post. With multiple challenges facing me right now, I spent time in prayer last night. It had been awhile since I had. I emerged with hope and a smile. Then I got up this morning and read what you had written. Feels like it was sent just for me. Here’s to hope, joy, and smiling flowers. Thank you Alison.

Comment by Mary 04.05.10 @ 7:01 am

What a great post! Neither of the amaryllis bulbs I was given last winter ever bloomed. They sprouted leaves, but that was it.

Comment by Channon 04.05.10 @ 8:22 am

Oh, yes, the Life Force is powerful! As I type this, Pepper is sitting on my knee DEMANDING that I rub her head.

Mischief proceedeth slowly, Alison.

Humor –

A DC-10 had come in a little hot and thus had an exceedingly long roll out after touching down. San Jose Tower noted: “American 751, make a hard right turn at the end of the runway, if you are able. If you are not , take the Guadelupe exit off Highway 101, make a right at the lights and return to the airport.” 

Comment by Don Meyer 04.05.10 @ 10:04 am

He is Risen! Happy Easter!

Comment by Lanafactrix 04.05.10 @ 10:33 am

Lovely bloom, lovely post.

Comment by twinsetellen 04.05.10 @ 2:55 pm

Another wonderful post that I am really thankful I got to read.

Comment by karin maag-tanchak 04.06.10 @ 7:02 am

I am so glad :-}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 04.07.10 @ 4:26 pm

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