]Passage 74 Wild Flowers
]Each spring brings a new blossom of wildflowers in the ditches along the highway I travel daily to work.
]There is one particular blue flower that has always caught my eyes.
]I've noticed that it blooms only in the morning hours, the afternoon sun is too warm for it.
]Every day for approximately two weeks, I see those beautiful flowers.
]This spring, I started a wildflower garden in our yard.
]I can look out of the kitchen window while doing the dishes and see the flowers.
]I've often thought that those lovely blue flowers from the ditches
]would look great in that bed alongside other wildflowers.
]Everyday I drove past the flowers thinking, “I'll stop on my way home and dig them.”
]“Gee, I don't want to get my good clothes dirty...”
]Whatever the reason, I never stopped to dig them.
]My husband even gave me a folding shovel one year for my trunk to be used for that expressed purpose.
]One day on my way home from work,
]I was saddened to see that the highway department had mowed the ditches
]and the pretty blue flowers were gone.
]I thought to myself, “Way to go, you waited too long.
]You should have done it when you first saw them blooming this spring.”
]A week ago we were shocked and saddened to learn that
]my oldest sister-in-law has a terminal brain tumor.
]She is 20 years older than my husband and unfortunately,
]because of age and distance, we haven’t been as close as we all would have liked.
]I couldn’t help but see the connection between the pretty blue flowers
]and the relationship between my husband's sister and us.
]I do believe that God has given us some time left to plant some wonderful memories
]that will bloom every year for us.
]And yes, if I see the blue flowers again,
]you can bet I'll stop and transplant them to my wildflower garden.