I just felt it was important to give you an update on our Amaryllis. You might remember my previous post, The Amaryllis.
The sequel is that we planted the bulb anyway, and, at Vincent's insistence we also stuck the broken stem and flower in the pot of soil.
Amazingly, out of the dry and broken bulb a new Amaryllis flower grew. Every day we saw it grow and grow.
To our astonishment, the broken off flower began to blossom as well, yesterday.
The blossom only bloomed for a day, and not fully...and now it's gone. The new flower is growing strong and hasn't blossomed yet.
I can't help but see the metaphor here. Eva was broken. Eva bloomed but for ever such a short time.
The other flower is growing strong and isn't blooming yet. It is growing out of a dried and broken heart.
And it is growing still.