Forget Me Not. I have never discovered who left those lovely, little flowers beneath my mailbox, but they are here to remind me every year on that fateful anniversary. While they remind me of my husband, they also remind me of all God has done since that day. He carried me through the early years of heart breaking trauma, and faithfully accompanied me through the many changes that Michael’s absence has brought.
Forget Me Not. I’m thankful for the little bunch of flowers I found that day beneath my mailbox. A clump of flowers that comes back every year to remind me that God never makes mistakes. He is always the same, giving me strength through the darkest day, and the longest night. In one second on May 25, 2007 my life changed forever, but God has not changed. He has proven Himself faithful, gently drawing me closer to His chest. I’m enveloped in His love, and always secure in His care.
Forget Me Not. Those mysterious flowers remind me never to forget.
“What a precious thought! I had not considered before that these lovely little flowers are a delicate, but bold and enduring reminder of God's love, and that He never leaves me or forgets me. My Forget Me Nots also freely reproduce throughout my yard. May my life also spread the love of God and His promise never to abandon me. He walks beside me in all my problems in life.”