I know, I know, you hate Valentine’s day. You are cool that way. You are probably one of those low maintenance girls who do not care about receiving flowers. I really, really like receiving flowers in a way that makes my heart flutter.
My Sweet husband, John, and I were married for 46 years. Each Valentine’s Day, he’d send me the most beautiful flowers containing a note with five simple words: ‘My love for you grows.’ Four children, 46 bouquets and a lifetime of love were his legacy to me when he passed away two years ago.
On my first Valentine’s Day alone, 10 months after I lost him, I was shocked to receive a gorgeaus bouquet addressed to me..from John. Angry and heartbroken, I called the florist to say there had been a mistake. The florist replied, ‘No, ma’am, it’s not a mistake. Before he passed away, your husband prepaid for many years and asked us to guarantee that you’d continue getting bouquets every Valentine’s Day.’ With my heart in my throat, I hung up the phone and read the attached card. It said, ‘My love for you is eternal.'”
So, basically, guys, not only are you supposed to send flowers, you are supposed to keep sending them FOREVER. Also, I am teary, now.
Pictures via @LettersOfNote, via Huffington Post