Mother's Day

I don't remember when this started at our house growing up, but I do remember that Dad would give Mom 3 yellow roses one for each of their children. I can remember how sweet I thought that was. It had meaning, not just roses because of the day. When the grandchildren started coming he added blue carnations for the boys and pink ones for the girls. And then we lost our little boy- white for the angels. When Dad died it just seemed right that there would be yellow roses everywhere. I know that Dad wasn't perfect so it was funny that the year he passed away he jokingly said to Mom that he had told the florist to just remember to send the same flowers to Mom next year. Then he died. Mother's Day came, and the flowers came too. I got the call that morning that they needed her address. I cried knowing that "K" who worked for them and is my Mom's best friend would think of her. So tomorrow is Mother's Day, and I know that we all should think of Mom, but I also know that we will be missing Dad, because without him, Mom is not complete. But I like to think that he is planting fields of yellow roses for her. So- my memory for today may be short, but it's one that helps me know how much he loves my Mom.