By Bob Barthel

On a frosty morning, Nino’s rosemary plant was rescued from her garden.  I have been living with Nino’s rosemary plants since then.  I have learned a few things from her rosemary.

I never realized how expressive a rosemary plant could be.  I thought that a rosemary plant was stiff and pointy.

If the tips go up like this (arm gesture,) that is where the lights is.

And if the tips go down like this (arm gesture) help, help, I need water.

Nino certainly shared her light, gave us a direction to follow the light and she was a drink of fresh water for our souls.  At times, Nino was a bit pointy.  But that was when I needed direction and Nino was always right – almost always right.

Grief came home for a long visit.  Transposing grief into gratitude, saying thank you lifts the darkness.  Light will always give direction.  Grief changes with gratitude.

Thank you, Nino for the light, direction, and nurture you gave us.

Editor’s Note:  Friend Kay Augustine was moved by Bob Barthel’s words at Nino’s memorial service and reached out to see if Bob was willing to share his tribute in Shareletter.  Bob generously agreed.  

And, Bob also wanted to make sure that our Meeting knew he was thinking of us and that he sends his regards.