I went to the place you kept telling me about today. It made me remember those moments where we talked as if we had all the time in the world. I wish you could have seen this with me but I know that somehow…you were there too. As your soul takes flight, my love, find another place for us. A place Somewhere it never ends. I’ll see you again. I promise.
Today’s incredible submission is from one proud parent!
My darling Jenna,
I still remember the time when you just asked to stop in order to take this snapshot. I told you it was beautiful and I don’t ever want you to stop pursuing your talent–no matter what other people say. I want you to remember that with a click of your finger, you’re able to transport people to different places and alter moods with the images you catch. Whenever I look at this, I feel so weightless–as if I didn’t have a care in the world. I’m so proud of you.
I love you to pieces, my sunburst.
I know we don’t always see eye to eye but I hope that one day–maybe off in the future, after you’ve spent enough time away from me and home–that you’ll understand all that I’ve ever done is for you.
You’re as adventurous as your father and as stubborn as I am. We’ll just have to trust that we’ve done our job right. I shall miss you, my darling Lori.
I miss being in a place where as soon as March and April hit, you KNOW you’re in the throes of summer. I suppose I’m just not cut out for a country with four seasons.
I miss being greeted by fields upon fields of sunflowers. I’m so happy I saved this photo. It will always remind me of home.
Do you remember that novel we shared when we were in high school? It was about cowboys and how there was that description of a Forget Me Not that really got your interest?
I finally found it, Val. It was hard getting it to grow but I did promise you, didn’t I? I miss you, Val. Say hi to my mom up there for me.
All my love,
I remember when I was around 8 when my family moved. It was a pretty scary time for me. I decided to explore the back of the house while they were moving in boxes. Everything was unfamiliar and new and just when I was about to write off the whole thing–I saw them.
They were in a shaded part of the backyard so the colors really stood out. I had never seen Birds of Paradise before that time. It was a pretty magical moment, coming across something completely new and falling in love with it. I still love them to this day.
Remember how I used to say that your favorite flower wouldn’t look good after the rain? I take it back. I can now see why you like Peonies so much.
Today, we have a submission from Pamela with a message for her kids. She says:
“Hello Kristi and Jhon,
This flower is called a Gumamela from where I’m from. I used to make bubble mixtures with this and I hope we can do the same with your own kids. I miss you all!”
“We took this on the last afternoon we were legitimately in love. The memories are quite old now–trampled, torn, and buried but the pictures remain. I don’t hate you, Dave. I do want to move on–but in the little moments when the sunset is just right and the breeze is warm like that first night we kissed, remember us. Remember and be free.”
It’s the new year, everyone! We’d like to thank the lovely people who send in their submissions–we’d be nothing without you! In the language of flowers, the one associated with new beginnings and rebirth is the Daffodil. It just so happens that our good friend Christie sent us a rather lovely photo of one!
Happy New Year, everyone! We hope to get more lovely submissions from you soon!!