TODAY THE WORDS are KEEPING MOM’S DAYLILY LEGACY. I find this time of the year both gratifying and sad at the same time.This morning our sweet Mother is on my mind and I am sure Greg’s too as so many of her favorite day lilies are starting to show out. She would smile and tell Greg how he is taking such good care of “her flowers”. She would spot a small weed and direct us to pull it as if it was an emergency. She would call their names and I would do my best to remember the names one more time. She would put her hand on her hips and study them and make suggestions to Greg when to feed them; when to split them, etc.  what would be the best part of the walk through our garden would be her smile and we would most certainly laugh! Day Lilies make me smile but now I smile and shed a tear for Momma. How she loved God, her children and family, and right in the mix, her day lilies.
I want to take us back several years ago when we were blessed to have Momma here with us. I have always laughed and said “If Mom wanted to send any of her flowers on a suicide mission all she had to do was to send them home with me.” Of course this was before I met my wonderful husband Greg. He had a natural green thumb and is such a great gardener. He and Mom loved flowers in the same way and they bonded over day lilies. Well, let me say, in addition to Greg’s love of flowers, she loved Greg’s wonderful way of taking care of us. She prepared Honey Do Lists and he would laugh and grab his tools. Of course, Mom loved all of his help and support and so began a great relationship in addition to the great one Mom and I shared. I took the yard tours and tried my best to acknowledge every day lily and rose she pointed out.
Now for the deeper thought….I could go on forever about our daylily adventures but I thought I would share the lesson Mom’s Daylily Legacy taught me and has kept it at the forefront of each and every bloom I see. As precious as our time with Mom was and how many great memories we made from sharing her love for this delicate flower; Mom was in a way like her precious day lilies. She was in the most beautiful bloom one day and it seemed she had gone the next day and as wonderful and beautiful as she was to us; there was nothing we could do to stop the normal process of life. She had grown; she had siblings and children with grandchildren; she had blossomed and radiated her beauty to everyone who saw her. She was a unique day lily who shared her love and beauty. But when the sun went down on her; all we have are those magnificent photos of her as I am displaying some of her favorites on here. Her garden is now Heaven and we keep her daylilies as a sweet reminder of her beauty and love.


Luke 12:27English Standard Version (ESV)

27 Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin,<span class="footnote" data-fn="#fen-ESV-25478a" data-link="[a]” style=”box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;”>[a] yet I tell you, <span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-ESV-25478A" data-link="(A)” style=”box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;”>even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.

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A blogger since 2012, a published author of three Five Star romance novels, A MISTRESS, A WIFE and TELL ME LIES; LOVE ME STILL and RIDDLE ME THIS, LOVE OR BLISS. Still a small town girl with a lot of experience of people watching. Ten years of blogging experience.

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