Nature never ceases to amaze me. This month we have seen
high temperatures in the 70s and lows in the 20s, yet one rose
bush is still hanging in there.
The trees are almost bare of leaves, the low last night was
22 with high winds, and the bloom is still on the rose. When
I first noticed the flowers on the 9th of this month it had
two flowers with a bud on top.
Now the bud has flowered out while the older blooms are
looking a bit ragged, but they’re hanging in there. We’re not
sure how much longer we’ll be blessed with the sight but if
it goes away tomorrow we can still cherish the memory.
Seeing these blooms remind us of Mom as she was the one of the
strongest women I’ve ever met, and like this rose she doubled
down when things got tough. Mom’s been gone for over six years
now yet I still think of her every day.
Perhaps that’s why I enjoy watching the sky. Thinking she may
give us a sign to let us know she’s waiting for us and missing
us too. We are no longer sad, we feel privileged that we knew
her while she was here and that we got call her Mom.
We just figure it doesn’t hurt to look to the Heavens and
tell them you miss them even if the neighbors think you’re
crazy. So enjoy the remaining hours of Sunday and we hope you
have a rosebush of your own.
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