Beauty by the Front Door

Ten years ago, when we moved from Provo, my friends gave me a rose bush. I planted it by the front door. It has grown and grown until it is much taller than I am.

Every June it is loaded with large pink blooms. It makes me happy every time I go in and out the door.

Sometimes life gets so busy, so focused on conserving resources and taking care of everyone else's needs, that we habitually deny ourselves small pleasures and always put our own needs last. But I think it's worth taking care to hang on to some things just because they give you joy. It's worth it, to keep some beauty by the front door.