Microblog Monday *UPDATED

October 6, 2014

When Jude and Brinly died a family friend gave my mom and I a Magnolia tree in their honor.  We both poured a little bit of Jude's ashes into the soil in August.  My mom told me yesterday (they live out in the country) that several daisies are popping up randomly around it.  She said she looked up meanings of daisies and some of them include: childhood, innocence, purity, and motherhood.  She said they close up at night when it's dark...but they open in the morning.
Mom told me that out of all the 14 trees in her field, Jude and Brinly's tree is the only one with these daisies <3

Isahiah 61:3
To all who mourn in Israel,[a]
    he will give a crown of beauty for ashes,
a joyous blessing instead of mourning,
    festive praise instead of despair.
In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks
    that the Lord has planted for his own glory.



  1. This is beautiful. The image of the daisies and their meaning brings hope to my heart.

  2. There's so much hope in this post :)

  3. That is so awesome! Continuing to pray for you and your husband.

  4. Awww, that is so sweet! How special! I love daisies!

  5. I'm speechless. This is beautiful and I hope it brought how to your heart.

  6. this gave me chills. it's their way of saying, mama, we are here with you always. I just know it.

  7. Gave me chills as well, such a beautiful sign of hope. Praying for you and Darren always <3

  8. This is such a beautiful way to honour their lives. And wow! Those daises! Xo

  9. SO sweet. I just love that. A beautiful sign of love, hope and peace. You are constantly in my thoughts.

  10. There are certain things that just cause your heart to squeeze a little, and those daisy's around that tree seems pretty special. Amazing!

  11. "Daddy please don't look so sad,
    Momma please don't cry.
    Cause I'm in the arms of Jesus,
    And he sings me lullabies.

    Please try not to question God,
    Don't think He is unkind.
    Don't think he sent me to you
    And then changed his mind.

    You see I'm a special child,
    I am needed up above.
    I'm the special gift you gave Him,
    A product of your love.

    I'll always be there with you,
    So watch the sky at night.
    Look for the brightest star
    And know that's my halo's brilliant light.

    You'll see me in the morning frost
    That mists your window pane.
    That's me in the summer showers,
    I'll be dancing in the rain.

    When you feel a gentle breeze
    from a gentle wind that blows.
    Know that it is me
    Planting a kiss upon your nose.

    When you see a child playing
    And your heart feels a tug,
    Don't be sad mommy,
    That's just me giving you a hug.

    So daddy don't look so sad.
    And momma please don't cry.
    I'm in the arms of Jesus
    And he sings me lullabies!"

    I found this poem and thought of you and your babes.


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