A rose is a rose unless a rose is from someone love knows. This rose I see every day. It reminds me that Nan holds my hand even when away. We have a love that eternity will hold. Pray for our Meema, I find her as bright gold!
Nan Ballinger gave me this rose when I was in high school. Wow, about 50 years ago!
Fresh Find: A pretty red Alcatraz necklace!