Earth day at the cemetery

As I sat down and prayed thanks for our special place, Cuddles and I got to enjoy a big fat Bumblebee gradually perusing her choice of delicacies to pollinate.
It reminded me of how critical all bees are not just to our survival as humans, but to the annual revival that all forms of life experience in the spring of every year
To have sat on this very bench days before my heart surgery, everything so barren and brown, to be in full color only two months later, makes me feel like I was destined to to experience my own re-pollination through medicine.
With the built in delays of SSDI, my back getting seemingly worse again by the day, it is really hard many days to feel that inspiration, much less to be moved into action by it.
I'm trying, and I only write this to remind all of us that we all have those personal opportunities for re-pollination as well as the challenges that come from the duties it imposes on us.
On this Earth Day, let us be reborn to honor her, those around us, and life itself.
Love, John