For The Love of a Good Neighbor
The power of seeing this hydrangea blossom immediately has my mind filled with loving memories of our dear neighbor, Odea. It has been over six years since my sweet friend passed away, yet the blossoms on the small plant she bestowed upon me still make me smile with warm memories. Odea was the matriarch of a large family, originally coming from Syria through Ellis Island when she was but a child. I spent many afternoons sitting at her kitchen table, solving all the world's problems with her.
For The Love of a Good Neighbor
The power of seeing this hydrangea blossom immediately has my mind filled with loving memories of our dear neighbor, Odea. It has been over six years since my sweet friend passed away, yet the blossoms on the small plant she bestowed upon me still make me smile with warm memories. Odea was the matriarch of a large family, originally coming from Syria through Ellis Island when she was but a child. I spent many afternoons sitting at her kitchen table, solving all the world's problems with her.