The little blue blossoms popped up in my garden at the end of summer.
It's ironic that I forgot I planted them—they are called forget-me-nots.
Even though I didn't remember I had mixed them with my zinnia seeds,
they made their debut, anyway.
One thing I won't forget,
even as I reach an age of occasional absentmindedness—I am loved.
God loves me.
He loves you.
He loves all of His creation.
Never forget YOU ARE LOVED!
