Like most of Americans, we will spend this weekend with a lump in our throat. Our generation joins our parents and grandparents as we recall exact details of where we were when we heard of attacks on our shores…Pearl Harbor was still fresh in the memories of my mother and father until each of them passed away decades later…September 11th will be the same with each of us. But life goes on and we find ways to heal.
Last year I posted pictures of my little red lilies. Mother had given me a few bulbs years ago. She called them “Back to School” or “September Lilies” because they start to bloom when school starts in September. I was afraid they might not survive the summer 0f 2011 when so many of our lawns are drying up.
Last year I said they would always remind me of September 11, and they do. Right now, in spite of a terrible drought and weeks of triple digit heat, those brave, hearty little red lilies are blooming their hearts out. Our nation is sad this weekend, but we are brave and hearty and we can still find beauty. God bless our nation and the men and women who defend her. God bless us as we remember our loss. Pray for Peace. Find and celebrate beauty. Beverly has taught us well. Have a Pink Week. Enjoy your visits at How Sweet the Sound and with the Pink Saturday community.