Mom has always loved roses. A trip to the Rose Garden at the Chicago Botanic Garden this morning was good for both of us. We were overwhelmed with the beauty of hundreds of thousands of blooms, in every shape and color. All of the flowers were beautiful but as I zoomed in for closer photographs I noticed that on every blossom there was at least one imperfection. I was reminded that even though there are things that Mom's done to hurt or confuse me, she still has her overall beauty as a person and I need to keep trying my best to see that instead of the imperfections of her disease. I also need to remind myself not to be so hard on myself as a caregiver. I'm not perfect either!
So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. 2 Corinthians 4:16
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