Dearest of all the trees, to me. Steadfastly rooted, while swift years flee. Gnarled and old as lilacs be.
Lilac is one of the fragrances from my young adulthood. When I smell them, I return to a place in my heart when my sons were babies and it was spring and we lived in a small house with a giant lilac bush nearby. When I look back, I remember happiness and singing and playing.
But in reality, when I lived in that time long ago, I remember how difficult life really was. We had very little money, a beat up car, a truck that always stalled, and I remember wondering how I was ever going to have enough saved to last until the next paycheck.
When the boys were older, in 1st and 3rd grades, we were living in an incredible house on a horse farm in Pennsylvania. It was one of the tenant houses that the farm owner had just acquired in a real estate deal, but it was the acreage that went along with the house that was the reason for the purchase. My husband was broodmare manager, and we were given the home to live in as part of his salary. I felt as if we'd 'arrived'. We had a nice used Volvo, my husband had a good farm truck, the house had a greenhouse, two staircases, servants' quarters, fireplaces, 6 bathrooms, 6 bedrooms and the most amazing trails through woods that seemed to go on forever.
I know it sounds lovely, but in reality, it was way too big of a home. I was the one who had to keep that house clean, and I spent nearly all my free time doing so. I worked outside the home, as well, and I remember thinking how busy I always seemed to be and how hard I worked, but the house had a gigantic lilac bush. And in the spring, I would cut the blooms and bring them inside and I remember love and happiness and laughter. And children that adored me.
Wow. Where did that come from? All I did was stop by the side of the road and cut some lilacs this afternoon. And driving home in my car, smelling their heady scent, I started remembering all these things. It's not that I'm not happy right now, mind you. I just remember the happiness associated with being young and having little children. All these wonderful memories I have.
Lilacs just make me feel good. Do you have a special flower that does that for you?