Yesterday was Sunday. It was a slow, quiet day. I was having some knee pain so I tried to stay off of it as much as I could but wanted to get outside. It was beautiful and just being in the sun and the garden makes me feel better.
I went to deadhead my roses because I learned that it helps to get more blooms. As I was deadheading I picked the prettiest ones to make a small bouquet to put in a vase in the house.
As I was walking back toward the house, I heard in my mind, “Give it to Mama.” Honor Mama.” I looked down and there was one large pink rose for Dad, one large white rose for her children (my siblings and I), and two smaller white roses, one for her grandchildren and one for her great grand children.I felt called to lay them at the feet of Mary who she had a strong devotion too. So I walked to my prayer garden and laid them there.
Our Mom passed away on Good Friday, 3 weeks and 2 days before. I’ve been waiting to feel her presence. In that moment I felt her. It was such a gift.
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