366 days of gratitude

The street where I lived as a child goes off the main road I take to get to and from town.

It’s only a short detour to go past the house my father built in his spare time and which was the family home for more than 40 years.

I took the detour today and found the camellia my mother planted is in full bloom.

It brought back lots of happy memories and reminded me that lots of things we do outlive us – whether it’s physically with for example something we plant, or in the memories of those who love us – and for that I’m grateful.

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