Today my mother would have been 79. For several weeks I’ve been thinking about what I would say on this day but I really don’t have anything… so, just a flower.
I know that, like me, Mom didn’t have just one favorite flower but she liked moss rose a lot (and so do I) and I’ve somehow got it into my head to think of it as “Mom’s favorite flower”. Maybe that means something; I don’t know. Anyway, I know she would have loved this orange one.