My MIL taught me nearly everything I know about flowers. Three daughters and five sons shared her for a lot more years than I had her. To me, that doesn't matter. She treated me like a daughter whenever I was around. Mom, this one is for you:
Like a new bud, I tried to soak in everything you shared with me, Mom. But you'd be most pleased to see what happened then.
There you were, in all your glory surrounded by your three girls and me, the bud in back still absorbing...still growing.
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