When my Dad died we received many plants. Mom kept a few, which created a lot of entertainment for all of us. If there's one thing we know about Mom it's that she has a brown thumb. And, that's not a criticism. Mom would tell you that she cannot keep a plant alive.
We were stunned that the plants were still alive a year after Dad died. We often comment on how healthy the plants look. Honestly we're a bit stunned at Mom's new green thumb.
Recently Mom and Aunt Bonnie took a road trip to see their sister, Aunt Dar. Before she left Mom said, "Will you take care of my plants?" Of course I agreed to plant sit.
I've never been so nervous regarding plants. I really worried that I would kill the plants. Somehow I was certain that I could have a hand in growing beautiful flower gardens in our backyard, but I was certain I would kill these houseplants.
Mom came home and I couldn't wait to get her plants to her. I managed to keep the plants alive while she was gone. As I drove to her house, I couldn't get Bee Gee's song "Staying Alive" out of my head. As I drove away from Mom's I felt a great sense of relief. I had three plants in my care and all three made it back from vacation. Mission accomplished.