Today marks a big milestone in my life: One year ago my dad passed away. And in the year since, I have experienced a world of emotions, countless little and big changes, much, much growth and in a way, even a re-emergence.
I am certainly not the same person today that I was 365 days ago. I can see parts of her still in this new me. This better, stronger, happier version of me.
But this post is actually about a more literal kind of change – one taking place in the backyard of my youth to be precise. It’s currently undergoing a major face lift, taking it from the garden of my youth to the garden my children will remember from theirs.
Long before his death, my dad and step-mom spent hours dreaming of a new outdoor space they could enjoy for years to come. It has taken a while, but my step-mom is ready to see those dreams realized.
Although much of the items from the old garden space will be retained in the new version, the essence of the space will have been completely changed. And so I bid a heartfelt so long to the outdoor space of my youth.
To the pond where I spent countless hours watching my cats try to catch the goldfish swimming inside. And the fountain where so many birds cooled off on hot days. You’ll be the main attractions in the new garden, but I won’t forget your humble beginnings.
To that crazy, mismatched tile just inside the pond gate. I never understood why you were there, but your presence certainly made this space ours and ours alone.
To the roses and camellias that called this place home. Thank you for continuing to bloom and provide me with plenty of beautiful flowers to enjoy year in and year out.
To the memories of my two childhood cats, Cherrie and Sam, who dad made sure had a final resting place in this wonderful spot.
I will remember the hours I spent here discovering, dreaming, playing, chasing, picking flowers and finding a special place all my own. And I also look forward to a new space where my children and I will find a whole new world of things to explore.
Thank you all for taking this journey with me. And for reminding me every day that change and growth are a perfectly natural, wonderful part of life.
Debbie, I know this is an outdated comment and you may not see it, I have been absent from the blogging world…loved this post. Thank you for sharing it. It hits home…..memories…the love of a beloved father…wishing you sweetness as you hold dear the old and make room for the childhood of your kids to squeeze into what was (and always will be) yours…
What a bittersweet change. It's so nice that you can appreciate the past and look forward to the future for yourself and your kids.
Kari, thanks for your kind words. Juliet, I’m so glad I snapped a few photos this past weekend too! I was there again today; major changes have already been made! I will definitely be sharing more when the space is reborn. Dawn, letting go of the space as I once knew it became easier when I realized all the potential there was for new memories — for my kids and for me.
Such a heartfelt tribute to a dear space and a loved father… Best with all the changes afoot. I love how you think about it becoming a space for your little ones to learn and grow with you!
This is a true memory garden. I’m pleased you’ve captured it now so that you can look back in years to come. All the best with your planned changes. You must blog about these too!
Hi Debi, thanks for sharing, and I’m sorry to hear about your dad. Kari