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My Twitterive Project
Prologue
My original twitterive Idea came from my favorite place in the world. My very own backyard. I am so happy there. One Saturday afternoon my husband was taking down our daughter’s swing set. I felt wistful. She was growing up. The again on another Saturday afternoon he began closing the pool. While I watched him I noticed the rose bushes by the pool were blooming bright yellow. These bushes mean so much to me as they were planted in honor of my MOM who had tragically and suddenly passed away a few years before. Actually it is five years now. Every time I see a bloom I send up my love and a “hi Mom” to heaven. I began to reflect on what this yard of mine had witnessed over the years which led to my reflection on my daughter’s life and growth and change that had taken place here. I remember the day that she got up on her play house and sang Brittney Spear’s song “oops, I did it again”, singing her little heart out and dancing. The memories began to flow and there are so many I wanted to share that I focused on a list along with pictures. I also wanted to show how A mother’s love is, for me, a yellow rose that that forever is in bloom.
The Circle Continues
Never Ending Blooms
News exclusive from WTERI in Runnemede, NJ;
There has been a strange sighting in Runnemede. Mrs. Flour's roses have been blooming non stop for six months. We spoke to Mrs. Flour, 53 and a long time resident of this busy street in Runnemede about this phenomenon.
"I have had these rose bushes for years now. They were planted in honor of my mother. Every time a rose would bloom, I’d send a silent Hi Mom to her."
"Has anything like this happened before?"
"No sir, But six months ago my first granddaughter was born. My daughter named her Diane Marie after her "Nan". “Been (roses) blooming ever since."
"So, are you saying this is a message sent from heaven?"“Here it is the dead of winter and theses roses are still blooming. So, Yes! It absolutely is." She exclaimed with a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her face.
News exclusive from WTERI in Runnemede, NJ;
There has been a strange sighting in Runnemede. Mrs. Flour's roses have been blooming non stop for six months. We spoke to Mrs. Flour, 53 and a long time resident of this busy street in Runnemede about this phenomenon.
"I have had these rose bushes for years now. They were planted in honor of my mother. Every time a rose would bloom, I’d send a silent Hi Mom to her."
"Has anything like this happened before?"
"No sir, But six months ago my first granddaughter was born. My daughter named her Diane Marie after her "Nan". “Been (roses) blooming ever since."
"So, are you saying this is a message sent from heaven?"“Here it is the dead of winter and theses roses are still blooming. So, Yes! It absolutely is." She exclaimed with a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her face.
A Little Girl's Life
A little blue pool in the middle of yard
Ally...dressed in her little pink and yellow bathing suit
Pink hat and pink sunglasses
Ally...dressed in her little pink and yellow bathing suit
Pink hat and pink sunglasses
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Big black dog "Baron"
Now gone
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Little brown dog "Scooby"
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Ally's Baptismal Party
Dressed in yellow and white
Aunt Vicki was there Now gone
Dressed in yellow and white
Aunt Vicki was there Now gone
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Ally's play yard
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New pool
Bigger pool
Birthday parties, Barbeques, Kickball games
Bigger pool
Birthday parties, Barbeques, Kickball games
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Father's Day, Father-In-Law
Now gone
Late summer nights, Tiki torches, Bon fires, Beer
Sleepovers, The sound of little girl giggles
Now gone
Late summer nights, Tiki torches, Bon fires, Beer
Sleepovers, The sound of little girl giggles
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Mister Softie once came to Ally's Birthday Party
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Swing set taken down
Young childhood now gone
Now gone
Young childhood now gone
Now gone
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Now boys come too
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Roses Still Blooming
To Be Continued.............
Yellow Roses: Sample of Twitterive09/27/2010
I received two rose bushes on Mother's Day, 2005. They were given to me by my husband in memory of my mom who died the previous summer. I put them by our pool so that I could see them all the time. I chose the color yellow because it symbolizes friendship. She was my friend. I spend a lot of time in my backyard and have seen many changes take place that have symbolized life, change, growth and death.
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