The recent rains have made the cemetery grounds unusually lush and green. Although it's less grass and more weeds, it's life, so it's a good thing. When we went by this afternoon for our weekly visit, the ground was dotted with tiny purple flowers. And this one tiny blue one, right next to Logan's stone.
That one, sweet-faced blue bloom was so perfectly placed that I know it was a sign; a sign that Logan is still around in whatever way is possible, and that God is taking care of him.
So much meaning from such a tiny source.
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