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In the past, this would have been a project I would have tackled myself. Cutting them down, getting rid of the debris, weeding around them and then digging in new plants. But. The ground here in the desert is completely different.
First, its hard and rocky. My trusty shovel has a hard time making a dent in it. Second, the current plants are watered by a tiny spaghetti system of water lines. I don’t know a thing about these lines. Finally, I don’t know much about desert plants either.

It doesn’t really matter if you are the one asking for the divorce or responding to the request for one, it is hard. I’ve learned that it also doesn’t matter how long you were together before the divorce. Getting a divorce is choosing an ending.

The end of my first marriage was followed closely by the sudden death of one of my younger sisters. It was a hard experience, these two losses back-to-back. An actual death loss and an ending of something that had been a part of my life for 28 years.

How easy it is these days to criticize.
Often, I’m guilty of this – jumping in and commenting or sharing my observations about someone or something when it really doesn’t contribute anything or simply isn’t kind.

If I were to write my own “breaking news” story, it would be this. One of the places where I’ve not felt safe is when I’m mourning. After a major loss, can seem as if everything is lost – not just the loss of the one who died.

When we moved into our Arizona home, we discovered a lemon tree in an obscure corner of the yard. At the time, it was full of green lemons. So, we waited.
But it was growing over the fence and overhanging the neighbor’s path out of his yard.