Tara, I am indeed lucky. After my brother passed away and we were cleaning up the yard, DH came up to me with a pot that held an extremely ugly plant, and said, "I'm going to throw this thing away," to which I replied something like, "Over my dead body." I had recognized it as my grandmother's epiphyllum. It had been a very long time since I had seen it, but somehow I recognized it. Anyway, we cleaned up the pot and put it under a tree to spend the summer. I took cuttings and brought them back to Hot Springs where I was rewarded with these beautiful blooms several years later.