After Cooper’s funeral, we didn’t know what to do with all of the beautiful flowers that people had sent. We finally decided that when they had wilted, we’d toss them all together in a little fenced off part of our back yard. We thought it would be neat if some of the flowers were perennials, to see if their seeds would scatter and come back up in the years to come.
That first year, (which was only a few months after we’d scattered them) there were a few that came up.
Last year, there were a lot more and it was really sweet to see them pop up that Spring!
We took some pictures of her in them and they turned out to be even sweeter than I’d imagined. Probably because I consider them Cooper’s flowers and to see her right there in the middle of something that is his does my heart good.
“So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow.”
– 1 Corinthians 3:7