I am not the most artistic person in the world. My hands don't do well with drawing, painting...or even writing. Ask anyone I've ever written a letter. But one thing I really like doing is playing with flowers. And on Sunday, I wanted to make something for the altar at church. It was, after all, the day Carpenter was supposed to have been baptized. So I made him an arrangement to celebrate that I knew he was there for his sweet cousin on her special day. This is a forty-pound pumpkin, white, filled with roses, spider mums, button mums and daisies. Bright colors to remind my sweet Carpenter what a bright spot he is in my heart and in my life.
Never seeing flowers without thinking of my son...this is my grief.