Wednesday, March 06, 2019

The Daffodil Season


The year that JT was born, I treated myself to a $2 bunch of daffodils after I took him to the pediatrician’s office in the town next door.  When I see daffodils in the store I am reminded of those early days of motherhood.  They seemed to pass just as quickly as the daffodil season and though nights in the company of a baby who was wide awake can seem long, these days the memories of those weeks is precious.  I remembered them as I treated myself to a bouquet of sunny flowers when I was getting my groceries for this week.  The buds were tightly closed when I brought them home. But the flowers have all opened and the bouquet greets me in the dark and cold morning, a reminder that Spring is on its way.  



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