As the blustery wind blew and gray skies filled the paragraphs of life, a little  greenhouse arrived and was assembled efficiently and carefully.  You might  remember her from early Spring. She housed a variety of tiny fragile seeds, a mix and match of squash, radish and even the seeds of of hope that I planted along side of them all. Spring, so unpredictable...full of tantrums much like those of a merging toddler, and yet really of no consequence at all, especially when the tiny seeds are growing inside a warm and nurturing greenhouse. And in the dawn of each new day, weather permitting, the fragile seeds which now had grown into miniature forms of who they would grow up to be,  were allowed to have the door of the greenhouse opened. The fresh breezes of Spring,  with just a hint of Summer time  coaxed  and prodded each plant to grow a bit more each day. And then just as magically as they had sprouted, they began to tolerate  the process of "hardening-off." As the warm Texas

My Mother In Law went to be with our Heavenly Father one month ago. I miss her, I miss her laugh, I miss her joy,  I miss her support, I miss her  voice.  So, now, two of the most  loveliest  Ladies I have ever known are  angels in Heaven- my own Mother and Mama Chris. And with her passing feelings of loss over my own Mother returned  and unexpectedly I felt frozen inside.   My words left me. Both of these caring, loving devoted Mothers lived full and abundant lives, but they have left- moved on, if you will, and sort of left the rest of us behind. So what to do, when physically loving on them is over... When sending a card, making a call, visiting on the phone, visiting in person and hugging them tightly is over for us... Well for me, it is knowing that Heaven Is For Real. You know, that I really do know this, but my sadness got in the way of  remembering - that this is really true . Then, a sweet little miracle happened, because you do know that miracles come in all shapes and si