My flowers in Laura's home.
And in that, there is much I want to share. The fun part is this: I think it's gone, whatever it is, and somehow, it returns.
This morning it was cutting from my pink and lavender abundance. Within an hour, my heart filled looking at the picture of the Sweet Peas in Laura's house.
Last weekend it was offering these same beautiful flowers to my sweet neighbor, Mrs. A. Within minutes, my other neighbor Anne passed a handful on to me.
Love is enough when you pass it out, hand it off, give it away.
Like the Sweet Peas it keeps blooming.
But Love, unlike the Sweet Peas, is eternal.
And that is truly enough.