Dear Mom

Dear Mom,

Mother’s Day to me used to be bringing you a carefully selected rose bush for your rose garden.  Every year color and variety selected for meaning; sitting in the sun on your porch; enjoying the view; and just being together.

I miss those times which seemed they could go on forever.  We never knew the last time was the last time.  Perhaps it was best we didn’t.

I know in heaven you and Dad are sitting in a rose garden and every year my heart is sending you another rose bush.  Miss you Mom and Happy Mother’s day.

Love,

Nette

A Perfect Yellow Rose by Thomas Kinkade

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