When I was a kid my father gave me a small patch of ground behind the garage and told me I could plant anything I wanted. He was never disappointed when it didn't turn out to be tomatoes. (He was in the produce business.) Zinnias and marigolds were my choice. My bouquets to mama were always rewarded with a hug and a whisper, "flowers add beauty to our lives."
You'd love my mother. She's 96 years old...feisty as hell and still vocal with her favorite words to live by. I visited her yesterday at the nursing home just in time to hear her tell her roommate to, "wish in one hand and spit in the other and see which one fills up the fastest!" Then turning to me with a smile, she took the bouquet I brought and again in a whisper uttered, "flowers add beauty to our lives."
THE BEST REASON FOR GIVING A FLOWER IS FOR NO REASON AT ALL.
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