As the wind turns crisp and the nights bring an extra layer of blankets there are still signs of summer hanging on. Today I was struck by this lone lily in full bloom and I thought of my mom. She's a tough one with a sturdy stem, just like this beautiful lily. The last few years have not been easy on her and she's been beat down far too many times. But she still blooms and holds on while the brisk wind whips her around and she teaches me time and time again that it's okay to wilt occasionally and take a rest but come spring you better stand tall and strong and show your beautiful colors for as long as you can. Today I am more than grateful for my mom....my hero.
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