May 30 2104 More Roses for Mom

As the year anniversary of my mother leaving us passes, she is free of her worn out tired body. I post these photos as a testament to her love for beauty and of roses in particular.

Each has a splendor which was also part of her devotion to my father who had PTSD and was very intense.

Into each day a bit of joy and sorrow as well as sweet and bitter tears shed over the loss.

All things must pass away. Into each rain some life must fall.

I love you.