The grief of lilac trees....

A few years ago my friend and I went Lilac tree shopping at Sheridan Nurseries. She was extremely pregnant at the time and it was a ridiculously hot day. As we browsed, I watched her slowly melt into the tarmac - it was that hot! Regardless of the weather, we were fortunate to walk away with trees we both loved. I planted mine with great care in the backyard of my house, right next to my deck so I could enjoy it all year round - flowers or no flowers.

This isn't my tree; it's one I borrowed....

I have been thinking about my tree lately, now that all the lilacs are in bloom. I miss my tree, I miss my house. I miss my 'other' family. It interests me how painful this feels.