Each month since Heath has been gone he's sent me flowers...
It's so nice to receive a symbol of his love for me. Don't get me wrong, I know he loves me, but when I don't hear it everyday, it makes it difficult to keep moving on. Instead of him constantly reminding me he loves me, I have to convince myself. At times, it's hard to do. The flowers seem to come at a time when I need them most.
Here is a look at December's bouquet:
Absolutely beautiful!
1 comment:
that is fantastic! what a loving and thoughtful gesture. i can't imagine how much he is missing his girls!
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