Yesterday we celebrated the life of a Rose…she lived to be 94.
We delighted in her life as we mourned the fact she’s not with us anymore.
What struck us immediately were the photos of Rose as a child,
a woman…
a wife
photos of Rose and her family…
photos of a wonderful life.
A bouquet of Roses on display for everyone to see
and so we stopped to sniff each Rose…
each captured memory.
We took our time at each photo…
stopping…
moving slow
wanting to view each petal of the Rose we came to know.
And we realized the beauty of these photographs…
is in what each single photo does…
giving us a glimpse of who Rose is
as well as who she was.
We were thankful to view each little snippet of her life…
each little stem of who she was…and why
grateful to say hello to all the Roses…
before we said goodbye