Florence and Her Plan

There are times when  my thoughts get ahead of me.  Ahead of the chronological order of my life.  Today, this was so. 

 

I look up from my desk to see an adorable white haired lady with a small green vase.  Within the borders, a perfectly proportioned cluster of flowers.  She checked the first room to the left.  "Florence" I called to her.  Seeing me, she smiled. 

It was a day of blessing others.  A week of remembering and preparing for a day never forgotten.  It had been 24 years since she lost her baby girl.  A bicycle accident that never should have happened.  Claiming the life of her child. 

"You have to have a plan" was her advice.  When these days come around, a plan you must have.  She gives.  Her giving comes deep from within.  Deepness that never goes away.  Never fades.

With long hugs and warm smiles we talk of the journey that never ends.  The events that define the journey and love we hold, forever.  As Mother's Day weekend approaches, Florence remembers the good times and a love that never ends.  Her advice is seasoned, a knowing, and her smile infectious.

Later that day I thought about the statement "you have to have a plan" and realized that each day is the time for a plan.  A plan to lean on the strongest part of my life.  A plan to curl at the foot of my Savior.  A plan to choose life.

Thank you Florence.  God bless you~