• Mary Ellen Gambutti

Season of Promise

Updated: Jun 11

Nothing says spring like pastel crocuses, bold yellow daffodils, and forsythia, the red leaf buds of maple trees, and budding and blossoming fruit trees. With the debut of pink cherry, plum, peach, and the white froth of pear flowers, we may also experience a kind of renewal. This is the season of incipience: when signs of new life are becoming apparent.

Are you as glad as I am that this winter is drawing to a close? I've finally begun to emerge from pandemic hibernation and long days of diligence in completing my book, I Must Have Wandered: An Adopted Air Force Daughter Recalls.

We moved to Lewes, DE from Sarasota last summer. Through the fall, we unpacked and settled into our new abode. We are both retired and I am disabled from a brain accident twelve years ago. We've become content here in our sweet, single-family home, the change in climate notwithstanding. In the seven years we lived in southwest Florida we never fully adjusted to the heat, and are happy to have returned to northeastern seasonal change. We both anticipate the abundance of tulips and daffodils planted by the dedicated Lewes in Bloom volunteers.

Our families are from New Jersey, and Phil and I lived in northeast PA and the Philadelphia area since the '80s. Although we no longer maintain a home garden, we enjoy the company of plants in pots, have collected succulents--like varieties of aloes--for many years, and we'll grow herbs and annuals in patio pots. I feel sure we'll increase the number of our indoor and screen porch tropicals this year. I relate more easily to Delaware's flora, as a former PA gardening business owner. In Florida, we missed the abundance of herbaceous perennials I used to grow.

Every online writing class I've taken over the past ten years since my stroke rehab has contributed to recovery; aiding in cognition restoration while I hone the craft of personal writing. I'll continue to take these courses, as well as stay connected on social media within the adoption community and with adoptee rights advocacy. Social media staves off the creeping isolation of disability and retirement.

My daughter, and her two children in their early and late teens, live in Chicago. My paternal and maternal half-siblings are in South Carolina, and Phil's mother and brothers are in New Jersey. We all must rely on the internet for communication.

My online presence will assist me in promoting my new book, and I welcome the challenge of my new marketing tasks. I must remind myself to get out and enjoy the warm weather--when it gets here--Delaware Bay and Atlantic beaches, Cape Henlopen park; the towns of Lewes and Rehobeth. I believe the upcoming fourth Covid vaccination will boost my confidence in public places.

I'd love to hear from you! More guest posts coming!

"Trace the author's path from her post-WWII closed, domestic infant adoption by a military couple through the barriers to her truth set by separation, parental duty, piety, discipline, and a culture of military and religious secrecy. Her vivid collection of letters, vignettes, photos, and fragments in this lyrical memoir reflect loss, longing, and the joy of discovery." Connect https://linktr.ee/SCMel

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