Enjoy the little things, for one day you may
look back and realize they were the big things.
Last night at about 11:00 P.M. my nineteen year old son,
Call, texted me this photo. He said that a few months back he
walked by some bulbs in a store, thought of me, and
decided to purchase and plant them. Here they are
in beautiful bloom. Made me a bit teary.
Happy early Mother's Day to me.
Perhaps my love for flowers...born from
my own dear mother's love for flowers...seemed like a
'little thing' as my children were growing. Last
night (and years later), it felt like a
big thing to me.
~Extended family update below~