Fragrant Beauty
I picked them for Katie’s window, these first roses from our garden. Love and Peace. That is their name. She turned 24 this weekend and came home to see us. Broken-hearted, I watched her car disappear again down our long gravel drive. I wasn’t ready for her to go. The leaving is so hard on my mother’s heart. I never get over it.
When I walked back into the house, full of tears and grief, I noticed a gleam of pink. The roses were still singing cheer and comfort from the pink vase in the kitchen. I breathed in their soft scent and sat down beside them.
It has been a little while since I got lost in a rose. It was time.
Singing Softly
I pull my camera to my eye and study them. Instantly, I smile. I find my balance again, here with the roses. I know the same creator God who crafted these velvet petals has also formed my heart. The more I study them, the more I see Him. I let my cares go and I arrange them this way and that, playing with the flowers, finding joy in their sweetness.
I think I was born to get lost in the roses. I am grateful that my Father sees and loves me so extravagantly. In meandering through the soft folds of a rose, I found my way back to peace. I found God.
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9 Comments
Mary, those roses are perfect, so beautiful. Yes, saying goodbye is never fun. That is why I moved to GA.
Totally lost in their beauty…thank you, thank you for sharing!
You are so welcome, Nancy. So nice to see you here today!
Just beautiful visually and verbally…thanks as always for sharing your unraveling of the heart God gave you. So inspiring.
Such beautiful roses, beautifully photographed. I am sorry for your heartbreak, motherhood is bittersweet indeed. How wonderful though that your daughter came home to celebrate her birthday with family. Many blessings for her year to come.
Thank you, Sarah. I always love it when you stop by.
Ours turned 24 today too. So glad you had your daughter home. Even though for a brief visit. The roses are beautiful. I’ve killed so many. I have a few knockouts that are surviving. I wish they were fragrant like your peace roses.
Anna, happy birthday to your daughter as well! Roses are easy to kill, unfortunately. Mine are always stunning in the beginning of the season, until the Japanese Beetles show up. I am enjoying them while I can.
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