pillows and roses

I have loved spending time at my parents home. Last night, I was up with a cold feeling miserable wanting to find something warm and fuzzy. So I went in my old room and laid on the floor. I stared at my old pictures that are on the walls and the bookshelf. I laughed to myself as I remembered all the great times. And then I found it, my bright pink fleece fuzzy pillow that Kristen gave me for Christmas one year. I smiled! Oh so many great memories indeed.

I then took the pillow and slept the entire night. :)

Sadly, I still woke up with my cold. I wasn't feeling well at all and thought about the possibility of just staying home all day, even though I knew it was impossible. I can't miss my design class on Wednesdays because it's the only day we have class. That and I needed to pick up Kevin and take him to work. I was moping around for awhile trying to remember what I needed for the day when I came downstairs and saw my mom's bright yellow roses! I stopped and smelled them. I then felt that I could face the day and all it's challenges.

My mom LOVES roses. She has been getting a dozen roses everyday for years now. Sometimes my dad gets them, sometimes their from her children or neighbors, but most of the time she gets roses for herself. They help her to be happy and they remind me of her happiness. At my wedding I couldn't help but pick lavender roses, she had them at her wedding as well. I was celebrating her and her happiness. But it has also taught me to be happy everyday.

Thanks mom! And yes, despite my flaws and my cold, everything turned out okay. This morning she happened to have yellow roses. Bright and cheery.