Small Treasures Provide Sweet Remembrances

It's so nice to be remembered.

During this merry month of May, on Mother's Day, hubs placed three gorgeous deep pink roses with baby's breath in a cranberry glass (my fave) vase. 

   
He left the sweet bouquet on the kitchen table to greet me in the morning.

I like to think the roses symbolize the three people I love so deeply,  namely, hubs, an adult son and an adult daughter
(and now their own families, too, which include their spouses and our sweet grandchildren!)

How could God create anything as amazing and spectacular as a rose?

Its tender and precious design is a stunning and breathtaking mystery.

WHAT IS SOMETHING THAT BRINGS YOU SWEET REMEMBRANCES?