Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Two Surprises I Found at Larry Moore Park

A Short Walk in the Park


Two Surprises I Found at Larry Moore Park: A Fallen Cottonwood Tree
Fallen Part of Split Tree, © B. Radisavljevic


The house was warm; the background television noise was stressing me. I needed to get out. The sun would soon be gone. So off I went the two blocks to the park. I actually had a mission. A couple of weeks ago I had reported to the park maintenance office that a tree had just split. I sent them a photo. I wanted to see if anyone had acted on my information and corrected the situation. When I checked last week, the fallen part of the tree was still on the ground. You can see it in the photo above.

I was pleasantly surprised on this walk to see they had cleared the fallen tree away. I was sad they had been unable to save the tree, but I guess the split had killed all of it -- not just the fallen part of it. I'll have to give credit to the  maintenance people for getting the job down so quickly. That was my first surprise during my walk in the park.

The Sad Surprise


Two Tree Surprises I Found at Larry Moore Park
New Memorial Tree in Foreground, Stumps of Split Tree in Background, © B. Radisavljevic


As I was walking over to take a photo of the tree stumps, I noticed what appeared to be a small decorated Christmas tree. It had not been there three weeks ago when I walked past that area. You can see it in the foreground on the left.

It looks like they chipped a lot of the split tree right there, since wood chips covered the area. You can also see some of the logs from the tree stacked not far from the stumps. After taking the photo I took a closer look at the little Christmas tree. I had to wonder who would decorate a tiny tree in a public park at the end of June. So I read the note under the tree.


Two Surprises I Found at Larry Moore Park: Small Decorated Memorial Tree
Decorated Memorial Tree, © B. Radisavljevic


When I read the note, it broke my heart. I'm a bereaved mom, too. I would like to know Ryan's story, but I probably never will. Was Ryan one of the homeless who camped in the Riverbed or the child of one of them? Did he drown? Or did his death have nothing to do with homelessness or the river? Perhaps his parents just wanted to put a monument in a public place for him that everyone in the neighborhood who walks the park will see.

Whoever Ryan was, however old he was, someone is grieving his death. They don't want it to be forgotten. I hope they leave this little tree here to grow up. Perhaps Ryan never had that chance. If anyone reading this knows Ryan's story, I hope they will comment below. I'd like to know. I won't tell the city maintenance people about this tree. But I'll keep an eye on it.

I reluctantly left to go home as the sun said goodbye.

Two Surprises I Found at Larry Moore Park Followed by Sunset
The Sun Sets As I Grieve for Ryan and his Parents and a Fallen Tree, © B. Radisavljevic

Other Posts You May Enjoy


Kite Practice at Larry Moore Park at Dusk: My first experience watching a person use a parafoil kite.

What's Lurking Under the Willow Tree? Is that hollow a good place to hide?

What I Observed from My Bench at Larry Moore Park: You can see a lot from a park bench. Includes a video.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

I Must Stop

Stop Sign, ©B. Radisavljevic
It's hard to write about life as usual when so many, including me,  are still reeling from the events which have sent Parisians off the streets and behind the walls of  their homes. Life is not normal for those in Paris today. When so many are hurting, I must stop to pray -- not just for those with broken bodies, but also for those with broken hearts.

As citizens, we need to pray for those who lead our own country, that they may seek wisdom and be willing to do the hard things when necessary. We need to pray for those who gather intelligence to try to prevent these attacks and for those who fight physically with the enemy who seeks to destroy not just the United States, but any country that values liberty.

So let us pause today and think of those who have lost so much in these last few hours, and those whom hate kills every day throughout the world in less dramatic ways. Let us fight hate by showing love in our families and neighborhoods to those who  do not feel valued. Let our words be gracious and uplifting to those who hurt, including those we live with.

Peace begins at home. It spreads from there. May God help us live in peace with each other.
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