"This past fall my family and I were going through some trials. One day as I was talking with a friend about it she told me "life is not a bed of roses", but as I thought I about it became clear to me that life really is like a bed of roses. It has twisting paths like the branches of a rose bush it can take some unexpected turns that contain either flowers, leaves, or thorns. The flowers are the good times that will eventually die. The leaves are the dreams that we prepare for like the bush does all winter so it can be covered in the spring. And the thorns are those hard times in life, but the branch does not end with them like with the leaves and the flowers. It continues on and eventually ends with the good things. Wich are the blessings God gives us at the end."