Flowers are a way to bring a smile to the one who receives them

Flowers have always had a special meaning to me, Either me buying them for someone special or on the receiving end, Its not everyday that i get flowers, so if i get them it makes me feel like that person thought of me enough to buy me them, When i was a little girl my dad and I had a special bond, Not only was i his little girl but i was born on his birthday and he has told me time and time again that he gave me his birthday, I loved my dad, he is now in heaven and I miss him greatly, Before i got married and started my life with my husband, I lived with him most of my childhood and all my pre teen years, My dad was not a overly affection kind of man, since i can remember he always had a stern way about him and all that knew him, respected him, when he said no it was NO and he meant it, So as a little girl I was always trying to be good and not get in trouble cause i didn't want him yelling at me, his voice a lone would be enough to make me think twice about doing anything wrong, So when my dad did something out of the norm, it was a memory that I would cherish forever.

When i was in the third grade i started going to a school that was on the way to my dads work, he would drop me off in the morning and pick me up when he was on his way home, It was not a happy time for me, I was new there and no one liked me, they had already made friends with the other kids So i was very unhappy everyday that i had to go there, I would cry and fight with him, he had to get out pf his side and walk me in the building, I was a very insecure child and i was away from my comfort zone, I did my best to fit in,

When spring hit, the flowers started to bloom out side and I had always told my dad that the flowers were so pretty as we drove by a flower stand on the way home, He would just say "yeah they are nice, I don't like fresh flowers cause they make me sneeze, but i do think they are colorful" I would smile and that was the end of that conversation, It was in May and i was not having a good day, I had accidentally twisted a bristle brush into a girls hair thinking I could make curls that way, Well it was not the case, It got so twisted that they had to cut some of her hair to get the brush out of it, I got in a lot trouble that day, So i ended up crying all day and I pretty much isolated myself from all the other kids and hid in the closet where you hang up the jackets, I just wanted to go home, But I had a few hours, When my dad came to get me, he knew something wasn't right with me and said I know you had a bad day, I some how felt your sadness all day at work, and I am sorry that you are so sad, while we walked to his car, I just looked at him with a huge frown and boo boo lip on my face, He opened the car door for me and then he walked around to his side, I had my head down looking at the floor where the rubber mats were placed, I heard the car door open heard paper crunching and I saw a huge bouquet of flowers wrapped up in the green tissue paper, He then placed them on the seat next to me and said"" These are for you"" I smiled at him and said thank you dad, they are pretty, "" He then started up the car and we went home, After that day he would buy me flowers on Friday, for a solid year, When i got older I always thought that it was a boyfriends job to buy you flowers, So i would always walk by the flowers at Safe way and admire how pretty the roses were, One day I bought my self flowers and brought them home, My husband was puzzled, asking me all kinds of questions , He thought I had a secret admire, I wanted to say yes, but I wasn't like that, I told him no I bought my self them and whats the big deal, He said that it was his job , I looked at him and said well then, " You better start doing your job then, Flowers have always been special to me, I just love the way it shows me that the cold weather is almost over and the spring time will be here soon, Walks in the park, fresh air with the breeze of fresh cut grass and the scent of all kinds of flowers blooming, The way the flowers make me feel, It gives me a memory of my dad and it brings a smile to my face as I remember the first time I got my first bouquet of flowers from a very special person in my life,

When my dad died, I felt that the best way to honor him was to buy him a fresh cut rose on the day he died, as a way to thank him, so every Tuesday I would go and buy him a single flower from the flower stand outside of the store, Spring time is my favorite time of the year, and blooming flowers make me happy, I am looking forward to my walks in the park as well...Hopefully i can do it soon, I am so done with the cold weather. I want to go enjoy the colors of spring.