The lilies-of-the-valley are beginning to bloom. My mother loved them, as I’m sure is true of many people. I was just reading poems by Luci Shaw, and I shared her books with Mom too. I remembered a marble cross necklace my mother had. She gave me permission to wear it to high school, over 40 years ago. And I lost it somehow and never found it. My mother was so kind. She pictured God’s love for me in many ways, including the keeping of material possessions in perspective.
fragrance of forgiveness
memories of love