Before my mom passed, my siblings and I gave her her roses, especially during her last few months of life. During that time, we were intentional about letting her know she was so very loved and appreciated. Y’all, there was no way we were going to let her leave this world wondering. Now, don’t get me wrong, we loved on her before then, but it was nothing like those last few months. Everything was different. Maybe because she was different. It was almost as if it had finally resonated with her that she was actually loved and appreciated. Imagine going through life never truly knowing if you were loved or appreciated. Hmmm… Another topic for another day.
Well, unlike Momma, I don’t have to wonder. I know my two love me. I feel it through their actions. Not through receiving material things like physical roses or gifts, but through their affection and words of appreciation, affirmation and gratitude. Yes, I am one loved mother. Smiling
Not only am I grateful for my roses from them, but also from others. I am so grateful for those who pour into me and let me know that I am appreciated and loved. I receive, accept, and appreciate my roses.
Hmmm… Maybe that’s the key. Roses must be accepted after received. Again, another topic for another day because I haven’t always accepted my roses, either.
Anyhoo… If you are reading this, please accept your roses. Please know that you are truly appreciated and loved. Thank you so much for taking time from your day to drop in and visit my world. In Tupac’s words, you are appreciated. Sending you virtual hugs. Praying God blesses you many, many times over. Love you!♥️
Shaun
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