Mary’s POV

　　It was a new day for some but not for us. Monitoring the flowers that grow in my garden, they are just beautiful. They are all perfect. While people say that where there is life, there is hope. I am not sure where to believe. I have been keeping my avenue straight. I do not like making any turns, maybe more minor challenges. At some point, I have always wanted to rest on the grass with dried flowers and leaves. The chirping of birds and the little dances of ...