if you give a mom....

...a sunny afternoon chances are she'll walk around and check out the spring growth in her yard -- the peas, and onions, and gladiolas, and finally the blossoms on her apple trees.


...looking at the blossoms on the apple trees will make her look up at the sky and marvel at the blueness of the mid-May sky.


...looking at the blue sky will remind her of her sweet Samuel's eyes -- her Samuel who's having a biopsy on Thursday -- and that will make her heart race just a bit.


...when her heart races she'll stop looking at the apple blossoms. Instead she wants to pick up Samuel, to hold him, and sing to him.  She'll find him playing in the yard.


...seeing Samuel play will remind her of Samuel on Sunday as he was staring off of their deck looking at the ducks wandering in their yard. Even though there's not a pond near by.  But there has been a great deal of rain creating long lasting puddles throughout the neighborhood -- perfect for ducks.


...thinking about the rain will make her grateful for the working sump pump in their basement. Which, has been running almost none stop since Friday due to the inches and inches and inches of rain that has fallen. Including covering the raspberry patch that was pictured so beautifully on her {friday} favorite things post.


...but, she'll be grateful.  The same storms that dumped inches and inches of water on her raspberries also produced many tornadoes.  Grateful and still praying for all involved.


...as she's praying she'll think back to the pictures of the sky she took last night after one of the storms.  And then she'll remember that colors and shapes and clouds so vivid only happen after a storm.


...and that will remind her of sweet Samuel and the journey, the storm, that she's been on with him. And how her faith has been strengthened -- even in this most challenging of storms.  And that a storm can produce beauty.


...and finally, when she remembers that there can be beauty in a storm, she'll pick up her sweet little Samuel, give him an extra hug,  and walk outside to stare once again at the beauty of the apple blossoms in her back yard.


...and she'll find that her heart is at peace.



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