Still, when I put fire to all him clothes and things in the backyard, people come to look, like them doing now with the tree-dem. And is after that that Miss Della did bring me the dry-up plant. And she say to me, I always cutting off the bad parts of mi plants and burning them, and the next thing I know, the plant putting out new leaves and blossoms like nobody’s business, and thriving. When she say that, I did just nod mi head.
What a beautiful way to validate her feelings and actions! Man, love languages and unspoken communication are a trip
