This is the rose bush that we planted last year after my mom passed away. My in-laws gave it to me, and it's thriving. I think I'll plant another one this weekend. I can't believe it's been a year since she died. That feeling that a good cry was just under the surface finally went away after I visited her grave on Easter. Must be a closure thing. I don't know. We miss you, Mom.
Summer Only Comes Once a Year by The Pioneer Woman
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