a rose is a rose is a rose

I bought this rose plant last year for Steve for Father’s Day. We were still living in the apartment then, rebuilding after the house fire. We planted it at the house, as symbol of hope. And then we had a huge storm and a 60 year old oak tree fell on it. Hope was hard won last year. We got the felled tree removed but he rosebush looked like a goner. And even this spring, it still looked like it wouldn’t make a comeback. But, it did. Just like our house. Just like STILL blog. Just like me. We all found a way to keep on keeping on. Hope wins.

champagne rose