I stopped by the grocery store on my way home tonight to pick up a couple of things.  And, was greeted by beautiful bunches of red roses.  I could not help but wonder when Mom had last received some red roses — her favorite flowers.  Dad used to buy them for her at least on Valentine’s Day if not other times in the year.  Since he died, there have been a lot less flowers in her life.

So I spontaneously bought a bunch and brought them home.  I struggle often with finding things that actually reach her in her current state.

Mom was in awe of her flowers.  She carried them around and held them while she sat on the couch for a while.  We brought them to the table for dinner and then moved them back to the living room.  It’s one of the better things I have given Mom in the past year.  A beautiful little reminder of being loved.