Saturday, March 13, 2010

Daffodil Days

The daffodil symbolizes Spring, rebirth, hope and new beginnings. For some it is a new beginning of a Cancer-Free future. The Cancer Society has organized Daffodil Days where they offer daffodils in exchange for a donation. Each spring I think about the daffodils and those still fighting cancer. The spring time is particularly important to me because that was when I was pronounced Cancer Free. So make sure you get out there and purchase your daffodils throught the Cancer Society.

11 comments:

Aaron and Stacey Salmon said...

Love you!! Come celebrate Spring down here with us!!!!
SS

Diane said...

You are just too beautiful. I loved spending time with you yesterday.

.Ang. said...

i just love you Sara!!!!

MB said...

Sara: I think you should email me your life story.

Sharon said...

Everytime I see them selling daffodils in the spring for cancer I ALWAYS think of you and I ALWAYS buy some. Its amazing when you think of what a horrible trial that was...but just look at you now baby!! Love you Sara!

byufish said...

I'll buy BUNCHES!! And I'm so glad you're a survivor. Don't know what I'd do without you in my life sis. LOVE YA TONS!

amesbury said...

I LOVE,LOVE,LOVE daffodils! They are one of the most wonderful things in the world and what a powerful symbol of being cancer free (we are so glad that you are!). Now I have a great reason to buy some!

Lana Dawn said...

love you so much.

US WEEKLY said...

I love Daffodils to! , I dont like many flowers but love those! They are beautiful.... By the Way it's a GIRL...Only found out cause of the kids.. they were dying to know...AND YOU????

Kelly said...

Sara,

I thought you might enjoy this poem...

The Daffodils
by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)

I wander'd lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:—
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
I gazed, and gazed, but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Rach said...

YOu are so cute. I'm so sorry you went through this as a kid and for all those out there who are still going through it. I will now love daffodil's even more. Thank you:)