And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see - or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
Alice Walker
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On this Mother's Day weekend, I'd like to share a visual bouquet for all the moms and grandmas out there. A few weeks ago, Randy & I spent a couple of hours at Botanica in Wichita.
The day before we were there, the wind had blown 50 mph. While there was a blanket of petals in some of the flower beds, I was amazed at the resiliency of the flowers. They held their ground and survived, despite less-than-ideal conditions.
And aren't mothers kind of like that? In the face of obstacles and gale force "winds," moms help us survive the storms of life.
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On this Mother's Day weekend, I'd like to share a visual bouquet for all the moms and grandmas out there. A few weeks ago, Randy & I spent a couple of hours at Botanica in Wichita.
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They feed and water and care for us in all sorts of ways and help mold us into the totally unique beings we were created to be.
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Sometimes they hide in the shadows and let us shine.
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and directs our paths.
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Your family and your love must be cultivated like a garden. Time, effort, and imagination must be summoned constantly to keep any relationship flourishing and growing.
Jim Rohn
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So, on this Mother's Day weekend, appreciate the beauty of your mom, your grandmas and all the women in your life who helped make you into you.
A garden is a thing of beauty and a job forever.
Richard Briers
Richard Briers
If that's the case, I guess a garden is kind of like being a mom.
Glad I get to spend Mothers Day with you!! See you in a few hours!!
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