Last summer. My husband was undergoing chemo for Lymphoma (stage
4)and we were in an auto accident in May. The car was totaled, and we
became roommates for a week in the hospital. I had a concussion and was
bruised from eye to toe! My husband had a cracked rib and a broken leg!
I stayed with our son's family following release, and had weeks of
in-home therapy. My husband joined me at our son's home until I was able
for us to move home. It was difficult, especially the first week. But
our roses were in full bloom by this time. At first I enjoyed them from
the window, then pushed myself to bring them inside. Of course, roses
need to be kept trimmed to do their best, so I did my best to keep them
trimmed, sprayed for Japanese Beetles, etc.
But I thanked God for the beauty of the roses to lift my spirits
and to encourage me to "press on". It was a
reminder that the Spirit was with me, and would see us through the
trials we were facing. My husband's chemo was successful, despite the
poor odds we had been given, and those roses bloomed into November, when
the verdict came in.
Patricia Bevington
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