I bought myself a dozen roses this week. Absolutely gorgeous orange/apricot/yellow/pink petals, a sweet scent, and they were on discount.
Oh yeah. $2 for the whole dozen.
Being laid off, I typically avoid unnecessary spending.
Michael is still trying to bounce back after losing Poppy.
Lina is still trying to shake off the heartbreak of not getting to do her pointe dance at the recital.
I’m struggling to help both of them.
So, yes, I splurged a whole 2 dollars on a gorgeous bouquet of roses. They are sitting on the living room mantle (which has somehow been cluttered up again). A little brightness that everyone has to walk by every day.
I think the smiles I see whenever they look at the flowers was worth the little splurge.