When I lost the twins my Uncle Herb and Aunt Dale found me roses. The breeds were called "Daniel" and "Hope". They thought we could plant them and then whenever they bloomed it would bring us a little joy. It would be a great way to never forget the passing of their little spirits.
Due to a bad growing season last year it took longer than expected for them to arrive. But they finally came in last week.
Yesterday was a beautiful day and we got them planted in the ground. I'm excited to watch them grow and thrive and bloom every year. And I'm so thankful for my Aunt and Uncle and their amazing gift.
Watch for an update to this post when they bloom next summer!