Twenty-two years ago, when my mother died, my staff gifted me with this hydrangea.
Every year when it blooms it reminds me of her and of them and especially of their kindness.
It has never failed to bloom and its beauty is undimmed by the years. As are my memories of my mother...
May her memory always be a blessing for you.
ReplyDeleteIt's gorgeous! And I love how it reminds you of both friends and your mom. That's the best kind of gift.
ReplyDeleteThat's a very special gift.
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