As I watered my garden bed this weekend, I was tickled pink to notice nature taking its own course. The flowers are just doing their own thing. It's a good thing they do, 'cuz, um...well, I'm a novice when it comes to helping them excel in their surroundings. The morning glories have run amok and… Continue reading A tickled pink gardening tale of sorts
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Sweet pink memories of mom
Eleven years ago today, I was sitting by her side in the hospital, holding her hand, watching her resting comfortably. I had just met with the neurosurgeon who told me the causes behind her confusion. I didn't know how to break the news to her, nor did I know if she would even remember. A… Continue reading Sweet pink memories of mom