it came into my life when i was desperate for comfort and healing. this sweet and dainty flower became a sort of medicine...a cure for broken hearts. something to help us all sleep at night...giving our sorrow a bit of time off.
it's unmistakable scent became a part of my life. like scents do. it brings tears to my eyes, but also reminds that such pain could only come from a mother's love....and how can that be a bad thing? so here i am in june...almost 8 years later, and the presence of lavender brings back who she was to us and what we're all missing each day that goes by without her. marilyn june...mom and nanny...

