Blossoms
I had never seen a cherry tree before Italy. I had lived in Gaeta for a year and a half, had never noticed the blooms so sweet and cheerful. I figured it was a hyper awareness of simply beauty of spring following the horrific fall of 2001. I had no idea that I had something blossoming inside of me after so many years of longing.
By the time the cherries were fresh in the outdoor market, I thought I knew what was coming…typical rookie parent.
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