May11

Life is the flower for which love is the honey. – Victor Hugo

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and on this mother’s day,

i am reminded of when my girls were young and we had no money,

but we had each other,.

and they went to the neighbor’s garden to pick flowers for me,

as a very special mother’s day gift.

they knew i loved flowers.

and they did so fearlessly.

and they didn’t worry about getting in trouble.

and they hoped i wouldn’t be mad.

and when they told me,

i hoped the neighbors, if they saw them picking,

understood why, and wouldn’t be mad.

these flowers meant the world to me.

and they were dirty and smiling and proud to have a gift.

and i hugged them and was so happy to be their mother.

to all of the mothers and children out there,

this day is for you.

and to all of their neighbors.

if you see a child picking flowers in your garden today,

please understand and smile,

and wish them a happy mother’s day.

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  12. Those are the best gifts. Now I wish I had flowers in my yard for some little child to come over and pick. Maybe next year I’ll get some and hang them on my fence for some child to get :)

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  15. Yes. Beautiful little girls doing the right thing, certainly, under any arched eyebrows of neighbors.

    I hope you spend precious hours with the two stateside grown girls and grands today, and phone/skype time with the down under family, Beth.

    Happy Mother’s Day, my friend.

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  24. Happy Mother’s Day, Beth :-) Even by only knowing you through WP and fb, I can see why your daughters are lucky to have you for a mom. lol, I got hand-picked weeds/flowers today, too. Was just going to get on my 11-year-old’s case about something she had said, then she comes in with the flowers. She got herself out of (another) lecture for sure. Hope your day was a good one!

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  31. It also reminds me of that sweet song, “Even though we ain’t got money, I am so in love with you honey…” Those memories are treasures and the way you expressed it was so sweet, Beth!

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