On February 1, God’s need for my mother became greater than our own and she lost her 4-month battle with cancer. She loved Crepe Myrtles, and I can’t ever remember living in a home without at least one in the yard. So, it only seemed fitting that the home she helped my wife and me buy, have a Crepe Myrtle in the yard. It started blooming this week, and it’s such a brilliant shade of fuchsia. I know that my mom is watching over us and I like to think that her light continues to shine on through us.
In a brilliant shade of fuchsia.
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