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“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

I wrote on a post  last week that I found a artificial flower on the street.  Today I found another one.

This one is also a red rose, but it has a small bud on the side.  In the picture below they look similar but they are actually very different.  They are made from different materials and different shades of red.

I do live near a florist, but in 10 years living here I have never found any flower on the street, real or artificial.  I welcome them as little gifts from heaven. Little signs of God’s beauty and grace;  and of the bright future to come.

When I picked it up I immediately thought of my friend that lost her daughter, one week ago today.  

It is her and her daughter, the rose and the rosebud. One part of the other. I am giving it to her.

“The loss of a loved one is like the loss of a part of oneself; an arm or a leg. At first, the pain is so physical that it is hard to ignore. The trauma is so intense that the mind finds it hard to cope with the loss. With time the pain eases, the body recovers and the brain figures out new ways to go on.”
― Federico Chini, The Sea of Forgotten Memories