When the sun touches them, they open like stars and bask...
None can have a healthy love for flowers unless he loves the wild ones. (Forbes Wilson)
According to legend, young Crocus was a shepherd boy of fine and noble spirit. The gods were so impressed with his deep love and devotion to the beautiful nymph Smilax, they granted him immortality and turned into a flower. In addition, Smilax was turned into evergreen, the yew, so that the lovebirds would live happily ever after :)
Happily ever after..................does it exist???
Being happy is something I have to learn. Every morning, I have to remind myself that I have the power to make me happy. The choice is all mine and mine alone. So I guess "happily ever after" may exist for everyone depending on how one sees happiness and how contented they feel about their lives.
The crocus means love...
Since Thanksgiving and Christmas are around the corner...family love comes first to my mind. Family love is life's greatest blessings. I am truly honored that I have my own family with me at all times, and families whom I have spent time with in the past years. Memories that have been embedded in my life forever more.
I like to take this opportunity to give thanks to families across the seas, whom I have had the honor to spend time with, for moments shared, for tears and laughter, and for blessings poured upon my life until this day.
We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. (Thornton Wilder)