Ahh! Fresh flowers. As Valentine’s Day approaches, florists will be bustling to serve those who are scurrying to get that bouquet for someone special. These flowers were not for Valentine’s Day. Nor were they from an adoring gentleman.
These flowers were brought to me by my biggest fan! My mom. She brought them to my house as I was having a dinner, and said that they were the “cheap” ones but thought they would make my table look nice. Over the years I have received more flowers like this from my mother, than anyone else I have every met. Not just on holidays or for special occasions, but sometimes for no reason at all.
I was talking about this with my daughter, McKenna. We both agreed that fresh flowers have the ability to make you feel better and brighten a room. It doesn’t matter if it’s a dozen roses or a handful of daffodils, all kinds provide the same effect. Something about flowers release those “feel good” chemicals is the body and the end result is just happiness.
It is this feeling, that I believe is my Mom’s goal. She genuinely wants to create happiness. Now, don’t get me wrong; my mother and I’s relationship has not been all sunshine and rainbows. But over the years our relationship has grown into a strong, mutually respectful bond. I am convinced that this bond is something sacred between a mother and a child.
My mother is the strongest woman I know. I am strong, smart, dependable, creative, enduring and wise all because of her. She has nursed me through illness, marriage, childbirth, divorce, raising children, good and bad times alike….she has been a constant in my life that only has been replicated by my own children. I love her and I realize how lucky I am to have a Mom like her, even if she is a pain in the rear at times.
Thanks Mom! I love you!
PS. I’m changing the water in my bouquet every other day.