I want to share one story about
flowers. This is not exactly about flowers, but flowers are a big part in the
story. I was watching an "Eat Pray Love" movie and that movie remained me about
an event that happened some three years ago. At that time my mother was alive
and she had some medical issues, typical for her age,
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At that time I was spending
a lot of time in her hose - almost every day I was there to check if mother took
all the medications she had to take; of course in my concern were many small but
necessary things like fresh food, fresh clothes and so on.
No need to say,
mother accepted and appreciated my help. She always asked me if I have to spend
more time with my own family. That was so heartwarming. My mother always was a
part of my family.
She always helped us - me and my husband; for instance
when were in need to babysit our daughter. This is amazing how fast people can
forget the good things that they do to the others.
My mother raised me alone.
Later, when I get my own family,
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hard it's to rise children, and can imagine how hard to do it for a single
mother.
The moment that I want to describe happened three years ago, when my
mother was alive but she was out of mood because of her medical issues, I would
say even depressed. Most of the time she was inside her house. At that time I
was looking for something to change her mood and this is exactly when I start
thinking about flowers.
One evening me and my husband were surfing through
internet to find a house for holidays and accidentally went to the Honestflorist
website. That was outstandingly beautiful website. So many roses, daises,
irises. Astonishing place! I was there for half an hour just looking at all the
beautiful bouquets! (My husband didn't look too happy about that web site.)
Finally we decided to send a bouquet to my mother. That was a nice, pleasant
bouquet,
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Fall" - yellow, orange and peach flowers (daisies, alstroemerias and roses).
That was absolutely gorgeous bouquet and absolutely brilliant idea.
What an
impact that made! Mother called me the same time, she got the flowers. I was
with a client (I'm a bank manager); I literary can't say 'wait' to my mother-
she was so excited and so emotional. I asked the client to wait instead.
It
is hard to describe how happy and exited my mother was about those unexpected
flowers. Her voice was so warm and wholehearted. I was so touched by her call,
my eyes even got wet, a little, so the client even asked me if everything is all
right.
All that day and many days after, I felt so much love and adore to my
mother and I'm sure she felt the same way. Never could imagine what an
impression could make such simple thing as flowers.
Now my mother is passed
away, mostly because of her age. I have only warm, loving memories about my
mother,
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that day and that story with the flowers is absolutely wonderful moment in my
life. I'll always remember that story,
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