This morning Heather and I went shopping and when I returned home, Paul and his brother Eugene were cutting down the old Flowering Pear Tree in the yard. Even though I knew it was dying and couldn't be saved, I was hanging onto it for as long as I could. My beautiful grandaughter MIKAYLA just about lives in that tree. Everytime I would walk out of my front door and see that tree, I would think about Mikayla. Sorry sweetie....
Mikayla thought that if she refused to move out of the Tree, Grandpa would not cut it down.
FUN OVER!
Sunday, September 7, 2008
A SAD DAY IN A BEAUTIFUL GRANDAUGHTERS LIFE...
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2 comments:
Oh that is super sad. I bet your house looks much different without that tree. Hopefully, now the little one you started to grow beside it can savor all the energy and grow faster than it was before.
I too loved that tree. But anytime a death occurs a new life is born...your memosa tree will grow much faster now. And Mikayla will soon climb there.
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