We left the Abraham Lincoln
Memorial Cemetery in the same order that we’d entered: Hurst, Paul and then
Vincent’s cars trailing behind. We would follow the Hurst back to the
expressway and then branch off on our own.
Just after entering I-80 East
bound, I glanced to my right and noticed a brilliantly red maple tree standing
in the midst of several other trees, some green, others with dead or dying
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- It seemed to scream to me of life and zest; of vigor and determination to
thrive in the midst its surroundings.
As I sat there in the back seat,
clutching the folded American flag, to my breast, the last semblance of my
brother’s leaving, I felt so all alone. There had always been an older brother
or sister to encourage, counsel, reprove or comfort me – someone whom I’d
always looked up to; but now there was no one. No one left but me. Just then I felt
as if that red maple was speaking to me; as if it were holding out to me the
hope it bore – being so vibrant and brilliant among forestry that had either
met or was near its demise – it seemed to scream, “There is still much life in
you; live it to the full, and don’t be discouraged. It doesn’t matter that you’re
the only sibling left, you’re still vibrant, with much life, hope and happiness
to share with others, just like me – a beacon of hope.”
“Am I going overboard here? Am I
being too self-centered?” I mused. “It’s not the end of the world. I still have
an active, affectionate husband, children who love me, nieces and nephews who
enjoy my company and a host of friends”. Yes, friends who actually proved their
loyalty, by flocking to the home where I was staying to get some one-on-one
visitation in while I was there. I was so blessed! I was determined to take
away with me, the lesson of the single tree.
Therefore, the life lesson I took
away from seeing that lone red maple tree in the forestry, along the tollway
was this: Virginia, shine where you are; bring joy to everyone who casts their
eyes upon you. Prove that you can continue to flourish, even though each of
your siblings has passed on to their rest. God has left you here for a reason. Therefore,
seek out that reason and fulfill it – pure and simple.
The rest of my day went quite
well. The five of us who had gone to the internment, stopped and broke bread
together at the Cracker Barrel; Paul told jokes and reminisced about his dad; I
laughed so hard I nearly choked and the rest of the group laughed at me,
laughing at Paul. It was good. I was surrounded by live loved ones, who loved
and cared for me. What more could I ask for or want?
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