“Mom, why do the best people die?” “When you’re in a garden, which flowers do you pick?” “The most beautiful ones.”

In the garden of life, we are surrounded by a tapestry of souls, each one a unique and precious bloom. Some flowers are vibrant and bold, their beauty captivating all who behold them. Others are gentle and unassuming, their grace and kindness quietly touching the hearts of those around them.

The best people, like the most beautiful flowers, seem to be taken from us too soon. Their light shines brightly, their fragrance fills the air, and their absence leaves a void in the garden of our lives. We are left to wonder why such radiant souls are called to depart, leaving us to grapple with their absence.

But just as in a garden, the most beautiful flowers are the ones we are drawn to, the ones we cherish and hold close to our hearts. The best people, too, leave an indelible mark on our lives, their memory a fragrant bloom that continues to grace our days. Their beauty lives on in the stories we share, the laughter we remember, and the love we hold dear.

In the garden of life, we are reminded that the most beautiful flowers may not bloom forever, but their presence enriches the landscape of our existence. We learn to celebrate the time we had with them, to honor their legacy, and to carry their beauty within us. They may have left this garden, but their spirit continues to inspire, to comfort, and to remind us of the enduring power of love.

Copyright © Beatriz Esmer

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