9:45am Monday 5th March 2018
A group of women are seen walking together to the arboretum area of Christchurch Park, Ipswich. They are laughing and chatting and looking for a tree. A tree that they have purchased and will on this day be dedicated to their children. Someone spots it! “There it is!” Yes, a beautiful Japanese Cherry Blossom tree. They gather round looking up at the tree with fragile buds almost ready to open, but not today.
Speeches are read. It is a cold morning and the women huddle together. They hear of a quote, ‘The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is today.” They listen closely in hope.
There is a sense of joy and triumph like pink blossom bursting forth making a dash for the blue sky. But beneath the surface there is a streak, a shadow just visible – if you look for it. Here is a deep sorrow that lies beneath all the brilliance of colour. The pain that each one of them secretly understands.
Song sheets are handed out and a piece of music is played.
“I am not a stranger to the dark
Hide away, they say
‘Cause we don’t want your broken parts
I’ve learned to be ashamed of all my scars
Run away, they say
No one’ll love you as you are
But I won’t let them break me down to dust
I know that there’s a place for us
For we are glorious”
There is singing ‘This is BEAM’