№5: Blooming Rose Bush ♥️

Trista, reading this gave me goosebumps — remember being awoken, with an inner knowing that my answer would be waiting for me in my garden. My daughter and closest friend that week had both been diagnosed. I was devastated to hear the diagnosis —an incurable disease and cancer, requiring a radical mastectomy.

Weeks prior, their two rose bushes (given to me as gifts) were having difficulty thriving in the garden. That morning, both were finally in full bloom after weeks of treating and caring for them.

The blooming rose bushes were the sign of hope—every part of my being trusted that I place fear aside. All they needed was love and support because this was part of their spiritual growth.

❤️ Thank you for a beautiful reminder of trusting in higher self.