We first noticed this delicate little white flower blooming beside our front walkway when Mom died in 2005 (so long ago yet so recently!). We didn't plant it; don't know what it is. Every year since, it has faithfully blossomed just before her birthday: August 22. This year it did it again.
I don't believe in signs or messages sent from beyond. But if I did, this would be a really good one.
Happy Birthday, Mom. We're thinking about you.
2 comments:
Believe.
Lovely.
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