Why forget me nots?

Some of my readers may want to know why I've called my blog Forget-me-not friends. There are two main reasons - the first is from my past, the second more recent. When I was young and still living with my parents, my maternal grandmother lived with us. She was limited to a wheelchair and I spent much time with her. One spring day I picked her a bouquet of forget-me-nots from our garden to cheer her. Her happy response led her to ask me to remember her when she was gone every time I saw these small but lovely little flowers in the spring. At first, I did think of her then, but later it expanded to every time I saw them on a greeting card or the word mentioned anywhere. Somehow I felt close to her at those times and that she was thinking of me too.
My love for these flowers grew over the years, especially while I was struggling to overcome a 20 year battle with schizophrenia. Because spiritual fears and confusions were a big part of my illness and caused me to reach out to God for answers and help, I gradually believed that He was also encouraging me to know all would be well whenever I was given to see forget-me-nots in some way. He seemed to say that since He never forgets me, would I try to remember Him more. The forget-me not began to signify peace and a growing hope and faith in God's love, which continues to this day.
Somewhere I read that we are all flowers in God's garden - all unique and treasured for our differences. Some are small and delicate, while others are larger and stand out, but all have a reason for being what they are. I began to see myself as a forget-me-not, someone who needed others beside me to make a show. For those of you who feel insignificant and small, friends can be a blessing to strengthen you, and together we can make a difference in our world. By leaving positive and encouraging comments on my blog, you can be a friend to help me and others grow to be the healthy and beautiful people God wants us all to be. The beautiful blue reminded me of heaven and our spiritual growth, while the fact that we bloom every year in spring reminds me that, although we may go through winter seasons, we'll bloom again and again and again. Wherever we are in our life-journey, hope ensures that we'll always have a new spring by patiently enduring our winters.
Blessings from
Annie







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