I cried in a super market yesterday. In the produce aisle of my Loblaws. I never thought apples could make me cry. But there I was, apple in hand, tearing up. I continued to tear as I put the apples into the little bag and into my cart. The tears kept coming as I was scanning for best prices for bread. I wasn't crying or sobbing.. just.. tearing.. My nine year old asked me why I was crying.....
"Because of the Sonya apples.. "
I didn't even know there was such a thing as Sonya apples.. How fitting to find them in March.. The month of her birth.. The month of her gentle passing...
Sonya apples, as I have come to find out, our juicy and sweet and very yummy! I do believe Sonya herself would have enjoyed them. I can't help but wonder if she knew of apples named Sonya.. I am sure she would have gotten a kick out of them.
I miss you dearly... I am so thankful for Sonya apples...