Someone mentioned this month's theme is Spring flowers. I was kind of daunted by this, because I have a notoriously black thumb. I can't even keep a cactus or a bamboo shoot alive--and I've been told those are the easiest plants to care for.
My grandmother passed away almost three years ago. Unlike me or my mother, she was known for her green thumb. Over the years, she has been known to resurrect many a plant from an untimely demise. One of the floral arrangements given to me by my employer was a peace lily. Despite the fact that many a plant has come and gone since, this plant thrives. It's leaves remain green and full of life. We've since decided that this is my grandmother's way of letting us know that she is still here, watching over us.
Even more fascinating, I just noticed that the plant has started to bloom again--the week before Easter of all the days. It was comforting. Knowing my grandmother is here keeping watch over us helps ease the tension and stresses that life sometimes brings our way.
Pardon the fuzzy picture. On top of my black thumb, I'm not much of a photographer.