Thought I would make this blog about a funny occurance that happened at work the other day. Being in retail I meet a lot of interesting people. People who I swear come in just to cause trouble and go off the deep end over nothing, people who are really nice and put a smile on your face, and some who you could swear were not operating with a full deck of cards. Some days really are an adventure.
    On the day I want to tell you about, I was in the Mens department cleaning things up and putting clothes away when an elderly man politely asked me for help. He wanted to know where the pajamas were. As I was talking to him, he let out a fart. I don't think he even realized he did it, or if he did, he totally hid it well! Now some people would just start laughing. But not me. I held my composure and showed him where the pajamas were. While inside my head I'm thinking, OMG I can't believe he did that! 
    You would probably be surprised to know that it was not an uncommon occurance. A lot of older people shop in my store and there have been many times I have walked by an elderly man or woman and heard them pass gas. But hey, that's life! Sometimes you get hit with the unexpected! My job might  stress me out a lot, but it never gets boring with the kind of customers I get!
    So I told my mom this funny story and she laughed. "Well," she said, "That's what happens when you get old!" Hmmm maybe I don't want to get old! :)

Lately I have been having a hard time coming up with new blogs. It has been frusterating me because I like to keep them as updated as possible. But then, just the other day, I was surprised with sudden inspiration. One of my Twitter friends, @Kebflower4MDM, gave me the idea. She had sent me a direct message telling me about a special blog she wanted to write. She used the word Rose. And that was when it hit me.
    You see, roses have a very special significance for me. First, they were my grandma's favorite flower. She had a rosebush in her garden. Second, right after she died, something happened that I think of as a message from heaven.
    My mom and her two sisters were at my grandmother's house to plan the funeral. Of course it was a sad,emotional time. At one point the three of them went outside to walk around the garden that my grandma loved so much. (One of my precious memories is walking around it with her killing the slugs with salt,) :) When they got to the rosebush they got a surprise. It had not bloomed all summer, but there, right in the middle, were three big roses, fully open. My grandma had THREE daughters, and THREE roses suddenly bloomed. My mom and I believe that it was my grandma letting her and her sisters know that she was okay. Something for just her daughters to see and share. My mom took a picture of the rosebush that day. So now roses always make me think of my grandma and how much she loved me. And it also makes me think of the special sign that appeared that long ago summer. A message from heaven to provide comfort, ease the pain, and mend broken hearts.  :)