There are some things that touch our lives for too short a time. My beautiful, hard work placement with those children who I am going to miss like crazy every day is going to be over before I can blink. I can’t believe how sad I am already at the prospect of losing them…mind you there is more than a tinge of the fact that I am stepping off my course and have NOTHING on my horizon to put bread (or anything else) on the table. I’m looking at the future beyond my last day with my children with great trepidation.

The analogy with this rose is that it is a wild thing (on some levels so like my children) and it is going to be gone in a fleeting moment. The flowers that are breaking out all over it will be here and gone in a flash leaving nothing more or less than thorns.