05/10/2026
Instead of spending Mother’s Day with my Mom, I’ll be remembering her with gratitude and love. We lost my Mom, Leah, in January to Corticobasal Degeneration, a terminal neurodegenerative disease. Grief has a way of showing up in unexpected places, but this season, surrounded by flowers beginning to bloom again, I find myself thinking about her constantly.
My Mom was funny, quick-witted, hardworking, opinionated, thoughtful, and strong. She never forgot a birthday or anniversary and always found ways to make people feel remembered through cards, flowers, letters, or small thoughtful gestures. She loved bright colors, beautiful gardens, reading, and cooking.
Growing up, our yard was always filled with colorful flower beds and wild blooms. Long before Hill & Hollow Flowers existed, I like to think that she planted the seeds for my love of flowers.
When I created the HHF logo, I used the pattern from my parents’ wedding china as inspiration, a pattern I’ve always loved and a small way to carry part of her and my Dad into this business.
As her disease progressed, she wasn’t able to travel to our place to see how HHF grew from a small cutting garden into what it is today. But every time I visited during flower season, I brought her bouquets of whatever was blooming. For her 72nd birthday, I brought her 72 tulips, all in the brightest colors I could find because we both loved bold, happy flowers.
This business has always been about more than flowers. It’s about connection, memory, beauty, and the people we love. We give flowers to show people we are thinking about them, care for them, are celebrating them, and love them. It’s meaningful in so many ways and I love being part of the process.
This Mother’s Day, I’m especially grateful for the ways our mothers shape us, often in ways we don’t fully realize until years later.
If you’re celebrating this weekend, grieving, remembering, or carrying someone with you, you are not alone ❤️
