I always get a bit melancholy in the springtime leading up to Mother's Day. I lost my mother eight years ago this past spring - her favorite time of year. She always loved flowers and had quite the garden herself when she was able to tend to one. I try to get some flowers blooming in my yard, but I am more of a low-maintenance gal and prefer plants that don't require a lot of attention. Hence, my African Irises. Because of our wonderfully cool winter, our foliage seems to have gone berserk this spring and these irises are the latest showoffs. My mother loved irises, but the other kind, that came from bulbs and were treated with dignity and babied along. I think she would have liked these nonetheless because she was always delighted by anything with a pretty bloom.
So many of us have lost our mothers or our grandmothers. And although I still mourn the loss of my mother, I celebrate the fact that I have a wonderful second mother in my mother-in-law, Orlando Grandma. What a generous spirit she has and has always embraced me from the day I met her over 30 years ago. You can understand what a treasure she is if you read this.
Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms in my life and to the memory of my mother.