By Kimberly Johnson

August 14th, 2019

On January 23rd, 2015, we learned that my sister had refracted and would need a bone marrow transplant. As we sat in her Oncologist office, I listened, but my mind was drawn to the table in his office. It had this bouquet of flowers and my mind kept thinking about them. Were they real? How could they be with it being January in Colorado? If they were fake- they were the most realistic artificial flowers I'd ever seen. Before I left the office that day- I decided that they were real. And that if these flowers could thrive against the odds than not hope was lost.