Pay the Story Forward

Dear Reader:

In one of Barbara Johnson’s Daily Splashes of Joy she tells about a man who was moving to a new town. His friends bought him a young sapling to plant in his new home as a reminder of all the fun they had shared.

The man nurtured the tree and soon it was taller than he was. Each spring it’s blossoms lifted his spirits and reminded him of his friends. But then he had to move again. He called a tree expert and insisted ” No matter what the expense, I want to take it with me. “

But the specialist shook his head ” This tree won’t survive where you are going, ” he insisted. ” The climate’s too harsh. All you can do is tell the new owners it’s story and help them understand how special it is.”

That’s how many of us ended up with The Tree of Life taking root in our hearts . The Tree of Life symbolizes our personal development, uniqueness, and individual beauty.

Like the branches of a tree grow upward to the sky, we too grow stronger, striving for knowledge, wisdom, and new experiences as we move through life.

So until tomorrow… didn’t someone else pass the gift seed from their life experiences on to us-nurtured by them? What an awesome hand-me-down!

It made me start thinking how hard it will be to leave my garden and five maple trees ( one for each grandchild) behind one day! But I will make sure the story will be left behind too!

” Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh

All the rain made my gardenia bushes start blooming galore! Oh… the fragrance! Heavenly!

I picked some blooms and brought inside-I woke up from a short nap yesterday to that lovely scent in my house-sorry Febreze … you don’t come close to the real thing!

Gin-g told me her sister Suzy stepped into Heaven at 5:25 Saturday morning-as sunrise was beginning-Suzy loved sunrises and sunsets!

Thank you blog readers-it was a long hard journey for Suzy but a beautiful new beginning! Your prayers were much appreciated!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to Pay the Story Forward

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    There is a cherry tree in the yard where my parents lived that the grandchildren put in memory of my father when he passed in 1997. The house is now a rental house and it makes me sad to see it because if a family had bought it then we could have shared the story. I think about leaving my yard one day but hopefully someone will buy the house that loves flowers.

    Thank you for the prayers. They sustained Suzy and all of us. Her service will be on Saturday the 12th.

    • Becky Dingle says:

      A new dawn of eternity for Suzy…how deserving she is. And her wonderful memories will sustain your family for the rest of your lives. A special Tree of Life “hand-me-down.”

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