Luke Patrick Delia
December 22, 1991 – January 21, 2013

A story of bravery and determination. 


His life struggle although incredibly hard, had a beautiful side to it. 


We knew one day Duchenne would take him from us so we harnessed everyday and tried to give Luke the very best quality of life that we could. 


And we did.  


What’s that saying? If it wasn’t for the darkness we would never see the light. We lived this everyday.

Still do..

It’s not the quantity of life, its the quality…

Luke accomplished much for someone who wasn’t suppose to graduation high school, which he did in 2010. He had his own van for his care providers to drive him around. He also got to have place to call his own. A place he could have as much independence as a young adult as possible. He called his own shots.

His motto was: Nothing is Impossible…

He loved us, Alaska and the farm. He wrote a Poem called “This Place” about it you can read below.

Luke, lived 21 years battling Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. And in those years, 98% of the time with a smile on his face despite all his hardships. His life here is a true gift from God that I’d do all over again.

There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss him or remember a blessing he bestowed on me or someone around him. Without saying a word he would make us all strive to be better people. Whether reading about his first 18 years of life or just meeting him once. Luke is a true inspiration and life example to all who cross his path, even after death.

The gift that keeps on giving…

Our flower farm started out as a way to keep Luke’s memory alive has expanded into the gift of commemoration that keeps on giving.

Little did I know our flowers and love story would make such a difference to others. It would never have happened without his gift of the purple dahlia.

The complete story is featured in Slow Flower Journal, Summer 2022 issue.

More From & For Luke

Click on Pictures to read his headstone front and his poem “This Place on the back.

Below, Rose Ice Luminaries I make every year. These first ones turned out particularly well. We had a melt and a freeze…They were pretty before, then turned into a beautiful work of art I can never recreate, just like my Luke!