Yep, I love yellow flowers. They're always a source of sunshine and joy, but in October they are a reminder of goodbyes. My older brother, David, died of chronic lymphoid leukemia in October of 2008. He was 47 years old. In the weeks leading up to his death, our family took turns staying with him while his wife worked. He was so very tired and slept a lot. I will always remember him telling me while we sat in the October sunshine on his back patio that he was ready to go home. Such simple yet deep words. I don't remember my response, I only remember how deeply they pierced my heart and made real the fact that I had to say my goodbyes. I know I told him I loved him, but I remember few other words. On my drives to and from his home, I remember the miles and miles of clear blue skies and yellow wildflowers. Now they remind me of goodbyes and our bright reunion when I go home too.
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