It is very late, as I welcome out-of-town family in for Thanksgiving. But I am retiring and part of my nightly ritual the past few nights has been turning off the battery-operated candles under The Sweet Bea Tree. This is a table-top Christmas tree of sorts that I bought a couple of years ago. I spotted it in a little gift shop, originally a display piece for ornaments or something–but it is limbs wrapped in sheet music and has four tiers of limbs that all have hooks on them. This year, days before Thanksgiving, these hooks hold names of people who have fought or are fighting cancer. It was inspired by a little girl named Beatrice who has fought awful hard again the cancer that penetrated her brain. Unfortunately, she won’t be here on Earth the share the holidays with her dear family so her mother’s recent request was to put up one Christmas decoration in her honor.
This simple act, in response from a mother in a place I never want to be, has turned in to such a gift to me. I receive messages on Facebook throughout the day requesting that I add names to The Sweet Bea Tree, and I happily oblige almost immediately. I intentionally scroll the warrior’s name on a little tag, hang it on the tree, take a picture, and post it–tagging the person who took the time to publicly ask for a prayer. For an intention. For some hope. Support. Love.
There are a set of twins, just born prematurely, whose names hang on The Sweet Bea Tree. We were praying for those affected by cancer, but we recognize these two needed as much positive energy as we collectively could muster. And so their names hang. Bea is more than her cancer. She is a precious human soul. Just like Addison and Camden. We have such strength to share, even through tools like Facebook, even through the power of our thoughts and prayers. I think we often forget what we as individuals have to offer each other, if even well wishes and loving kindness. These things are not to be underestimated.
This has been the most interesting, emotional, and provoking entry in to what is my favorite holiday–Thanksgiving. I am so very, very grateful. Blessings~
P.S. Pictures of all of the tags hanging on The Sweet Bea Tree will be posted in the near future.