

..asa lot of people say.. "roses dont last forever, don't buy me cut flowers they will just die" Well, my response to that is everything dies... unfortunately.. But, I like to photograph the flowers he brings me, because they really say something to me when I spend a few minutes admiring their petals and really looking at each and every piece. I love it when he brings me flowers.... and it's not only when he messes up like most guys... in fact.. I don't think he has ever gotten them for me when we were bickering about something.. maybe that IS why I love getting them so much!
Today, the day after he left for deployment... they are still there... saying hello to me, looking as beautiful as ever... hello little roses, yes, I love you too. Thank you for the reminder.
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