A couple of years ago, my husband's mother gave me a Christmas Cactus plant and it has started blooming, just in time for Christmas.
A year ago today, that precious lady fell asleep on her sofa and woke up in Heaven.
She was the sweetest, kindest, gentlest, and most humble lady, who devoted her life to raising five fine children and taking care of her husband.
She was 86 when she died and was still very active, spending the last several years of her life ministering to the needs of "the old people," as she called them, at a community senior center. She was always doing for others and was as close to a saint as a person can be on earth. She loved to laugh and never had an unkind word about anyone. She spent her life glorifying and serving the Lord.
Every time I look at my cactus plant, it's as if she has stopped by for a visit, and it warms my heart when I remember the sweet, sweet spirit of the dear precious lady my husband called Mom.