My mother absolutely loved roses, but pink roses were her absolute favorite. Her love for pink roses was so strong that she had wall paper covered with pink roses in her dining room. Her china (which I now have and love) had pink roses around the edges. She loved to wear pink and the older she got, the more pink she wore.
My mother was a busy lady, with many irons in the fire, but one thing she always took time to do was walk through my father’s rose garden and smell the roses. She loved those roses. Today I encourage everyone who reads this post to take a break from your busy life and take time to smell the roses in your life.