Sunday, May 2, 2010

Rosas de Abuela

My husband's grandmother was very special to him. Unfortunately, she passed away shortly before we met so I never had the honor of meeting her. During one of our trips to his hometown, we stopped by his grandfather's house and he offered us one of his grandmother's rosebushes. I was skeptical as we dug a bunch of leafless sticks out of the sandy ground that we would ever see a rose. Well, I was wrong! Four years later we can enjoy the beautiful roses that bloom in front of our house and pay tribute to a wonderful woman.


2 comments:

  1. What a wonderful and beautiful reminder of your husband's grandmother!

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  2. How sweet and what a wonderful reminder...I've been reading your blog for awhile. I love how you are raising your kids bilingually as we struggle to do the same. Thanks for the tips.

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