Thursday, February 18, 2010


I love being with a man who lavishes me with flowers. The most meaningful bunch he ever gave me though, didn't cost a dime. It was a miniature bouquet of tiny wild flowers plucked from the front yard that he presented to me one day when he came in from getting the mail. I had just moved from California to Connecticut to be with him....and he certainly reminded me every day why he was worth it.

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