My granddaughter wasn't doing too well, so she went into rehab right after Easter of this year. Before she left she gave be a beautiful Easter Lilly, which I planted on the walkway in my yard. Eventually it died off, and I had hoped to see it again next Spring. She came home recently, looking beautiful, and full of hope for the future. We are so proud of her. (so far so good). Yesterday, I took a walk in my garden and there was a beautiful Easter Lilly that came up from the one she gave me for Easter. I also noticed a bunch of small ones coming up. A beautiful gift from above.