The Wildflower Initiative is a 501 (c)(3) established in memory of Jennifer Dawn Wyer, raising funds to support education assisting social services in the community with programs designed for long term self sufficiency. All donations are deductible under the meaning of IRS Section 170 regarding 501 (c)(3) approved organizations. 100% of all donations support the initiatives determined and voted on by the Board of Directors.

Jenny and (The Wildflower Board) grew up together and evolved from girls to women with  friendships that span over 22 years. She loved sunflowers and could usually be spotted behind a camera capturing events and moments in her family and friends lives. She was well read and engaging in conversation. She is deeply loved and missed.

It is our sincere hope that through public and private sector support, we will positively impact the lives of women and children in our communities.

A poem from her journal:

What I Have Lived For
Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life; the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a great ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.
I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy, ecstasy so great that I would have often sacrificed all the rest of my life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness. That terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it finally, because in the union of love, I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I have sought, and though it might seem to good for human life, this is what—at last—I have found.
With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which numbers hold sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved.
Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upwards towards the heavens. But always pity brought be back to earth. Echoes of cries of pains reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty, and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate this evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer.
This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me.
— Bertrand Russell