It was a red light anyway. I stopped, turned around and saw growing on the ground behind me something that wouldn't have arrested my attention any other day. But at that moment...
I had been down to my sister's in Okinawa just after my stepmother's passing away. Both mothers are gone now, I had been thinking, and had decided to take a walk that morning, when those orange nasturtiums seemed to smile, "Remember?"
I did. Mommy had orange nasturtiums crawling all over the rock garden of our Ojana yard.
It's not just Red Lights God sends, sometimes happy little reminders like this. He doesn't have to; He just does. He is so kind.
