Last year my younger son was deployed overseas, serving with the US Navy. Fortunately he was not on the battlefield. As a parent, I was grateful that his location was not worse but mindful that wearing our nation’s uniform can be like having a target on your back.
Last fall, before he returned home, I planted over 300 flower bulbs in my yard. My goal was to plant one bulb for every day he spent on foreign soil. Planting them gave me a sense of hope. Looking forward to his return, hoping he was safe and hoping the flowers would bloom in the spring. With the severity of last winter, I had my doubts my bulb planting efforts would be rewarded. But at the end of April, the sunshine yellow of daffodils and various shades of blue from crocus and grape hyacinth emerged. It was like they were fulfilling a promise. Better weather, better days and many reasons to be grateful.