Roses: Sincere Love & Passion.

I used to hate flowers. I know, I know... how does any girl hate flowers? But when you never received them, what's there to like about them? Of course they're beautiful, but when you see other girls receiving flowers, and you're left with nothing... it causes you to see flowers as something negative and associate it with pain. That is, until, I had the kind of boyfriend that did buy flowers... Sal gave me 6 dozen on our first Valentine's Day together to be exact. I still wasn't too big of a fan of flowers at that time, but they were a big deal to me. They meant something more... so I ended up preserving 1 from each dozen [flip the flowers upside down, tie together with string or ribbon, and spray with hair spray] and while the colors have faded, the flowers have stayed together and I'll have them forever.

During the first few years we were together he would give me flowers for all sorts of occasions, from anniversaries, birthdays, and celebrations. It was sweet really, but he started to realize that I couldn't take care of the flowers and they would be dead within hours. I must not have a green thumb, although the bamboo plant I have IS still alive [do those just last forever? ha]. Anyways, after awhile he didn't buy me flowers for much of anything, and to be honest, I didn't mind it. Until that nagging feeling came back, that feeling when you look around and see everyone else has what you want, especially from your boyfriend. Instead of giving me real flowers on my graduation, he bought me a two cartons of ice cream and two boxes of snow caps, as well as two huge fake roses, and then again on our anniversary [aside from our trip to Niagara Falls] he brought me a carton of my favorite ice cream ... now I love ice cream and all, and he knows that, but there are just some days when a girl needs flowers, am I right?

Roses, red roses specifically, represent Sincere Love & Respect, Courage & Passion - what girl doesn't want red roses from the man she loves? 

I talked with Sal about this, and he hadn't thought that I even wanted them anymore, and thought ice cream would make me much happier [which it did for the few minutes it took for me to devour it]! In all honesty, I wasn't mad or upset about not receiving flowers, it's nicer to be surprised with them, instead of knowing that an important date is coming up and expecting them.

On Valentine's Day, I was in court for jury duty, as well as the days after, and I also had work, so I wasn't home for most of the week during the day, and Sal also had work, so we knew we weren't going to see each other. Thankfully we were able to go to dinner during the weekend, and I wasn't expecting anything else because he honestly shows me his love each and every day of the year. And then a knock came at the door, and I had in my hands 1/2 dozen red roses in a vase wrapped with a red bow, and they could not have been any more beautiful than they were - such vibrant shades of red, it was hard to look away. You could see instantly why they represent sincere love and passion. 

Flowers, especially red roses, are always wanted, not always needed, but definitely loved when surprised.