Even I would like to believe when I die that I have given myself away like a tree that sows seed every spring and never counts the loss, because it is not loss, it is adding to future life. It is the tree’s way of being. Strongly rooted perhaps, but spilling out its treasure on the wind.
These words by May Sarton are in honor of my wonderful Aunt Ronnie, who died this past week at the age of 90. She was someone who was strongly rooted and who added generously to the future. I was lucky to have had her in my life.
Who in your life has given themselves like a tree?