It was just a year ago that Deb and I found what was left of this plant. It had been abandoned and neglected and left for dead. One stringy vine with only two, mostly brown leaves on it wilted over the side of the pot. I was ready to throw it in the trash. I had given up on it.
However, my wife saw something in it that stirred her emotions. She could tell that it was trying, with all the hope that it had left in it, to cling to life. So she moved it to the new house with us. Though it was definitely an eyesore, she set it on the dining room table. It became the center of all attention in the house. There, basking in the warmth of the sun, it drank in the love and happiness that surrounded it.
At first, those two remaining leaves fell to the floor and we thought the shock from being in a new home might have delivered it a death blow. Perhaps it had given up on us. But we still nurtured it, talked to it, fed it…Loved it. One day, a true miracle began to take shape as a tiny green leaf pushed itself into the world. Each day brought more and more surprises to us as we learned how to care for the new addition of our family. It began to flourish and thrive.
Yes, even today you can see the scars of its past life. But those scars do not diminish its beauty. They create its uniqueness. The plant send new stems high into the air… proud and strong. They define what will be its future. Its past is still visible, but through time even those wounds are healing and surviving. Because it knows that someone loved it enough to share their heart, their home, and their love with it…this beautiful life will survive.