Bouquets

 

I had a bouquet of purple roses on my table,

and day after day I enjoyed them,

smiling when I would see them.

They brought me joy.

All but one finally died,

so I put it in a small vase to keep it going.

I placed it on my windowsill and every time I looked at it,

I felt a bit of sweet sadness…

It made me think of how much I am missing people that have died.

After about a week,

the rose dried up,

but kept its shape and even its color.

It stayed beautiful despite it all.

So, I took it out of the vase and put it on my “shelf of special things” so I could continue to look at it.

It does not remind me of death,

decay, or negativity…

in fact,

just the opposite,

it reminds me of strength,

resilience, and beauty. 

We may ache inside,

we may struggle,

there might be days where we do not have the strength to do anything…

But… we can get through it,

we are stronger than we give ourselves credit…

And WOW!

So resilient, right???

We still really,

really miss them…

but even though there is sadness,

some days can also be sweet…