I remember the day we drove to the hospital and Kale was born. I remember thinking that this wasn't happening, I couldn't believe that I was actually in labor, because I wasn't ready for him to come. I wasn't ready to say goodbye. As we drove I distracted myself from contractions and feeling my heart break by watching the sunflowers on the side of the road. It was fairly early in the year for them to start, but yet, there they were, already blooming. There weren't a lot of them, but I loved seeing them. It was a nice symbol, a good reminder for me to face the light in spite of what troubles I was going through.
For that reason, I made sure we had sunflowers at Kale's graveside. I almost put them on his headstone, but in the end we decided not to.
We also planted a grouping of sunflower-type flowers (a cone-flower I think) at the foot of Kale's tree this summer. When we were tree shopping, we visited 2 local nurseries to pick the exact tree we wanted. After purchasing some other things at one of the nurseries we were offering our choice of a free plant, and 1 of our choices was the sun flower type plant. So we planted right in front of the tree, and it's done wonderful this summer, and it's been so nice to look at it and be reminded of Kale.
I call it sunflower season. It's really summer time, but whenever I see the sunflowers start popping up all over it makes me happy, and makes me think of Kale.