A Flower in the Snow

Due to the bitter cold, ice, and snow, we did not subject our family and friends to the gravesite services. In fact, we delayed the burial until Saturday. No big funeral procession or fanfare...just a beautiful, quiet, private service in the countryside. As we were leaving, I noticed all the beautiful bouquets and roses in the snow. It reminded me of Mom: a treasured flower in the quiet snow.

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