She always complained bitterly that this plant never bloomed. She tended it, neglected it… no matter what, it was always green.
In this first spring since her death, it is now loaded with blossoms. The branches are heavy in an explosion of fuchsia. It is beautiful, and also sends a shiver down my spine. I wonder…
born by a river 
When my “adopted” grandpa passed away, the morning of his funeral, one lonely orchid bloomed for his wife. Orchids were her favorite and he planted them year after year for her. Orchids were not supposed to bloom at that time of the year. One bloomed and she wore it on her lapel at the funeral. Sometimes the living need to know that the passed on are still there….watching and loving us. 🙂 Blessings. ❤
Yes, I believe the answer is yes….
So beautiful – what a great reminder that our loved ones never really leave us, even though their bodies might.
No need to wonder. 🙂
It’s a gift. Treasure it.
Beautiful flowers, spirit? Love? Beautiful.
whatever is going on here, it is beautiful 🙂
That story gives me shivers. I had some interactions in the natural world after my husband’s death that made me wonder about his energy still in this world. It seems more tangible than just memory.
I like your view on these things… its hard to believe in a mom with wings, waving a magic wand and making a plant bloom post-mortem, but her energy I can sort of wrap my head around….
Oh. My. Gosh. That is amazing! I am so glad you have been given this gift.
I think of her energy as something tangible whenever I’m inspired to do something, to write something, to be a better person. Beautiful posting, as usual Katy.
Love, Barb
I agree, there is no need to wonder, that is definately Mum sending you a sign that she is still around