In a photo below is our current jade plant, and it is its story that I want to tell.
I have a close friend who is a wonderful potter. When we moved to Washington, DC in 2017, she wanted a souvenir of me, and asked for the one and only piece of pottery I ever made, a small, misshaped pot, circa 1972.
Ten months later, we moved back to Cambridge. My potter friend came by to see our new place. After she left, I noticed that she had returned the small pot she had taken when we moved. In it was a tiny jade plant cutting with only five leaves. It has thrived since it’s been "home".
And so have we.