Crepe Paper Worries

I told myself this little number would be easy to whip together:

Well, it's not. Isn't it pretty though? This isn't mine, it's Shelly's from House of Smith's.

I have to admit I've spent way more of my life than I'd like to admit putting this little thing together. And it's been occupying my mind. Silly, really.

And it made me think...

When I knelt to pray last night, I thanked Heavenly Father that I can spend my days worrying about crepe paper roses. Not where the next meal will come from, not how I'll keep my family safe or how we'll survive; how i'll make pretty crepe paper roses.

We're so blessed. So so blessed.