They make me happy

David enjoyed buying flowers for me and our daughters. He would send them randomly for no reason and he would also get them for every special occasions – even occasions he made up.

I was so used to getting flowers that at some point I asked him to cut back particularly on deliveries to work. I told him that it was not worth the cost and he could just pick up flowers from the store. He teased me for having a genetic defect for saying no to flowers. In hind sight, I have to wonder what was wrong with me – I now miss getting those flowers.

Luckily, his daughters are well trained in shopping for flowers with David. A few days before Mother’s Day, my older daughter started getting sad as she was thinking about Mother’s Day and asked who would take her to buy my gift and flowers. I insisted that I did not need any gift and she said she still needed to get flowers for me. I offered to take her to the store and she said it would no longer be a surprise. So, I volunteered my Sister to take her shopping.

The day before Mother’s Day, we were in a store that had several roses and a few of them caught my attention so I asked them to pick the one they thought I would like for Mother’s Day. They were both happy with the chance to get me the flowers and I was equally happy with the selection.

I do not know much about flowers but I always appreciated its allure. It was probably one of the items I debated the most when I was getting married (in addition to getting chiavari chairs or not). Also, when I talk about my dream job, I often say I want to be a florist.

Below is a picture from a plant that blooms pink flowers at our house every year on Mother’s day weekend. I have come to appreciate it a lot. I brought it to the attention of my daughters’ last week assuring them that it would bloom in time for Mother’s day and it did. I consider the plant as a long lasting gift from David.

Happy Mother’s Day!