I bought a philodendron yesterday……. deep green, heart shaped leaves that spoke to my heart.
It was the last thing I set out to purchase yesterday…..
I wasn’t at the Nursery, or the Floral Section of the supermarket; I was at Home Depot.
I passed the hanging plants and this beautiful philodendron caught my eye. I have a lot of plants, but surprisingly, I don’t have a philodendron. I haven’t had one in so many years. I used to have a beautiful one….climbing skyward on a piece of bark, deep green leaves unfurling.
But this philodendron, hanging in Home Depot, had a memory to bring me. Many years ago, a lifetime ago, my mother gazed at a philodendron in my home and said it was so beautiful. She didn’t grow plants, I remember once, during childhood, we had a philodendron in our home and she discovered little worms in the soil…..Out in the trash the whole thing went……….
The past, memories, mothers are like that………We have to accept the beauty and the little worms; we have to find a place in our hearts to reconcile and make each coexist…..funny how a little plant, tossed in the trash, haunts me all these years.
I brought yesterday’s philodendron to my home…..as her deep green leaves unfurl and seek the sun and life; she will remind me of many things……..those living in the sun and those buried in my heart.