Springtime Reflections

Daffodils make me cry.

They were the last flower Andy ever saw. The day before he died, we helped him to sit outside in his wheelchair. It was February, and in the part of Oklahoma that we live I have never seen them bloom that early before.

The weather was in the 70's that day, and he died early the next morning. The temp plunged into the teens a few hours after he died, and literally froze all the blooming daffodils.

I felt it was fitting, because that was how I felt inside. Frozen.

I don't think I can ever look at another daffodil again in my life and not think of Andy.