The scent of a rose

I don’t require gifts of flowers to reassure me that I am loved. I don’t expect them on my birthday, or anniversary, or mother’s day. And when they don’t arrive I do not feel slighted or sad or upset.

But there are rare occasions when I am gifted with flowers and I cannot deny the effect they have upon my mood. Recieving flowers makes me feel happy and cherished and honored particularly when the gift is unexpected. Howard brought me a single rose tonight. They were handed out en masse at the place he was, but he brought it home to me. And now I have a rose despite freezing temperatures outside.

The scent lingers on my hands and makes me happy.

4 thoughts on “The scent of a rose”

  1. Ross got me roses for Valentines Day. Two red for love and one yellow for friendship. They were totally unexpected and my heart swooned.
    Part of my brain was saying: Didn’t he hear me tell him that we are on a tight budget? The rest of my brain and my heart said, “SHUT UP! He thought of it all on his own!” and “Just enjoy the flowers and the moment!” 🙂 It is nice to get unexpected roses every once in a while.
    Free roses… even better. 🙂

  2. Ross got me roses for Valentines Day. Two red for love and one yellow for friendship. They were totally unexpected and my heart swooned.
    Part of my brain was saying: Didn’t he hear me tell him that we are on a tight budget? The rest of my brain and my heart said, “SHUT UP! He thought of it all on his own!” and “Just enjoy the flowers and the moment!” 🙂 It is nice to get unexpected roses every once in a while.
    Free roses… even better. 🙂

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