Mother's Day 2021
This year was the very first year that I spent Mother's Day without my only son, Brian, since the day he was born. It was a life changing event for me and for our entire family. Brian loved giving me flowers, like hanging baskets. Sometimes he would bring it by early and I would find a beautiful hanging basket of petunias hanging on my front porch. He loved surprising me, but I always suspected that they were from Brian, and sometimes he would wait until Mother's Day to give them to me. One year he gave me a beautiful pink peony and he planted it next to my chain-link fence near another peony, which has since died out. I'm not really sure if this peony was given to me on Mother's Day or on my birthday, but it reminds me of Brian each time I look at it. Brian's peony is doing great, but sometimes I'm afraid that the neighbors chickens will accidentally scratch it up out of the ground. Early this Spring, Tommy (Rick's brother) thought it was a dead weed and tried to pull it out, but Rick thankfully stopped him. That was a close call. Brian must have loved peonies because he planted two on each side of his dad's gravestone. Brian's headstone is right next to one of those peonies that he himself planted. The picture is of the beautiful peony that Brian planted for me in my yard one year. I have to give credit where credit is due, because the peony and all of the Mother's Day flowers were also from Reva, Brian's loving wife.
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