2019 The picture to the left is a current picture of the hydrangea plant that my parents gave to me over thirteen years ago. I went to visit my parents in Mississippi and right before my return home to Chicago, they dug up some plants and gave them to me to plant in the yard of my new home. Of all the plants that they gave me, the hydrangea was the only one that survived the transplant and it began to thrive. While it produced a bluish purple bloom in Mississippi, once planted in my yard it produced pink blooms. The plant bloomed year after year. Sometimes I would cut a stem or two and bring them inside to be a centerpiece on my coffee table. 2015 The last year that the plant bloomed was in 2015. That's almost three years after my mother passed away. It made me sad that the plant no longer bloomed and I discussed it with my dad. He told me to cut it back at the end of the season and see what would happen. The next year it still didn't bloom. Then he tol