This is spring growth of a bleeding heart. My mom adored their tiny pink hearts. She grew a huge plant in her yard in Michigan, and the transplant she’d given me survived four moves in thirty plus years. Heavy spring rain and late freezes in 2021 proved deadly for many plants in our area. My bleeding heart never rose from the ground. Then came record heat waves last summer. I was shocked to see new growth this year!
Mom would’ve turned 100 on March 18th. She exemplified resilience. Her mother died in 1932, of cancer, during the Great Depression. Her dad (6th grade education) kept a roof over their heads by painting houses. They moved into thirteen rentals before she hit high school.
After 32 years of marriage, Dad divorced her to marry a younger woman. My older brothers had left home and she wouldn’t let me change my plans to move to Seattle. As an adult, I can’t imagine her anger, loneliness, and bleeding heart. Seven years later, she married our widowed neighbor who adored her for 27 years. Resilience at its finest. My loving mom and friend is wearing a sweater I knitted for her.