A very nice lady stopped in fron of my house while I was outside today to explain that her mother and father used to own our house, they were the ones that had it built (we are currently renting from the people they sold it to). Her mom and dad moved to Tennesee. Her father passed away and the family was in town for the funeral in Arlington. Her mother wanted to drive by and see the old neighborhood.

And then the strange request. The pretty tree out back that my daughter likes to climb, the one with the gorgeous pink blossoms on it this time of year, the husband planted this tree for his wife the day they moved into the house. The daughter asked if I would mind too terribly if her mother could cut a piece from my tree so that she may take it home to Tennessee and plant it in their yard. It was very sweet.

I happily obliged by taking her mother around back and cutting off 3 branches for her. I gave her two for her yard in case the first one didn't make it and one for her daughter.

They were both very nice ladies. We spoke for a long while. DD told them all about the climbing tree and how she likes to sit in it an think. The mom and I talked about the good old days and I told her that DH2B was in the Army and performed the military funerals in Arlington and that is how we ended up moving to this area, it was our halfway point. I told her we were only renting the house and that we would soon be moving into a house of our own with more room since his DD is coming to live with us and we need more space. We talked about children and husbands and the military. They both hugged me and we all teared up as they thanked me and we said our goodbyes. There my good deed is done for the day.

PS-> I think I will take a piece of that tree with me when we move to plant at our new house.