I love my rose garden this time of year. When other flowers are wilting and at the end of their existence, my roses are vibrant and strong. They will weather the winter storms and bring their beauty to the world again in the spring.
Trials and thorns litter my path, but the beauty of the journey is worth passing by through the hard times.
But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.
- Anne Brontë