Two years ago, when we moved into our new house, my dad bought us a tree. It's a little Japanese weeping cherry. Brandon and I watered that little sucker faithfully the first summer until it grew strong roots and was able to get water on its own.
Now my "Dad Tree" is in bloom.
There is something about this tree that makes me smile. I don't get to see my dad enough. My tree reminds me that he loves me.
1 comment:
I understand.
Everyone should have a "Dad Tree".
My father loved trees and flowers and gardens. That was very thoughtful of your Dad.
Kat
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