I started a new flowerbed momma. I hoed the ground, rid it of weeds, mixed in manure, bought a bunch of flowers and made sure they were planted that very evening.
It’s just their second day, but they smile up at me.
And with each heave of the hoe, with each sod i upturned, with the hard work, sweat and love that went into that flowerbed, I thought of you, my dear momma!
I said a prayer. I asked for help. I begged that you would approve of my little flowerbed!