On November 10, 2002 an F4 tornado ripped through Van Wert, Ohio. The vintage red barn was leveled at my grandparent’s farm. By the time we visited, the ruins of the barn had been buried. I walked the yard and struggled to get a fix on exactly where the barn had been positioned. It was through focus on my grandpa’s grape vines that I was able to envision the barn in its full glory.
The very next spring I planted a grape vine in my back yard. It became a symbol for me of renewal.
Back in the spring we had one of those hard overnight freezes. The tender tiny leaves on my grape vine did not survive the frost. I feared the vine just might not be able to send out a second set of leaves. As May turned to June, leaves had emerged and tiny grapes were on the vine.
Between the COVID-19 pandemic and the stark realities surrounding the death of George Floyd in Minneapolis, it has been easy to find myself feeling somewhat lost. I was out mowing the lawn and passed by my grape vine. Once again it served that function of righting my perspective. Those tiny grapes stood as a reminder that following challenge and death, with work there comes a season of life, and light, and the promise of a better tomorrow.
Hope to see you out and about in the neighborhood wearing a healthy smile!
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