Grandma loved flowers

I've been awaiting the bright colors of my flowering plants & bulbs to brighten up an otherwise difficult season of grief. I have two dear gals that I work with who have both lost their mothers in the past two weeks, and my husband's 93-yr-old grandmother also died and went to heaven this past week as well. We said goodbye to her today in a beautiful service remembering her life and faith.

She loved flowers, and we were priveledged that she was able to stop over and see our home last summer.I didn't really have a grandmother like that...so in a way, she was my grandmother as well. We named our daughter and gave her Bernadette as a middle name, in tribute to this wonderful woman who loved God and shared her faith with much love.

The daffodils are her favorite yellow, and she loved bright things and flowers were a special favorite. The few tulips on the south side of the garage are up now, and the first two blooms have opened. It's really fun to see something new each day. I need that. Grandma is very much missed. The splash of red is like a sure sign of good things to come.