Winter has arrived here in the south. Even the trees know it; they have discarded their leaves in preparation for new ones. I wonder what leaves I need to let go to make room for new growth?

My grandmother’s leaves are the same as always–giving commands that should be requests, eating ding dongs and Rice Krispies treats because she can. I love how she balances her sweets with no sugar hot chocolate. Now, she’s on oxygen all the time. It was good to see her and visit. It was not easy, though. She is an evergreen, I suppose.