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What a fig tree taught me about the fragility of life
“Grow back? You don’t know that!” I shot back, and looked to my dad for backup. After all, he was the one who had called these landscapers. “It’ll grow back,” he said quietly.
In this country, many of us can take so much for granted in normal times. We assume that there will be a tomorrow, or a next week, or a next year for us. We go to bed assuming our families and friends will remain in our lives. We assume that our economy will work the same as it always has, that there will be classrooms to send kids to, that we can travel and socialize and live as we always have.
I assumed that my fig tree would always be lush and beautiful and there to give me a sense of hope and rest. But the pandemic has shown us: Life and its beauty can be gone in an instant.
Karen Attiah
About Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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