Valentine's Day is a silly made up holiday that doesn't actually mean anything blah blah blah. I've heard it, I get it and though I don't obsess about it like some girls, it still warms my heart when flowers arrive at work from my fiance. Although, the best kind of flowers are the ones that arrive not on a holiday or after an argument and I'm lucky enough to have received those as well.
As always, the card is the best part:
When my flowers arrived, the buds were not opened, at all. I could not even tell what type of flowers they were. I brought them home, cut them, and put them in water in a vase. When Jesse came over and saw them he was really upset that they looked that way and I told him not to worry about it.
I put the vase of unopened buds by the window in my kitchen. Each day they have opened more and more. I realized that I was so grateful the flowers came the way that they did. I would much rather nurture something and watch it grow, then receive something beautiful only to watch it die. Maybe that's just me, but now I kind of hope they always come that way:) Thank you Jesse James Johnson, you never cease to make me feel loved and give me just what I need, even if it's unintentional!
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