Whilst I was sitting discussing ribbon colours with a bride, a lady came in to buy flowers for her husband's funeral. He died 48 hours ago, and will be buried at a green burial site tomorrow.
"It must be dahlias, that's what we agreed"
She had nursed him everyday for 16 years. After she had left, the bride and I fought back a few tears and decided that getting the exact shade of ribbon didn't seem as important as it had done 15 minutes earlier.
2 comments:
that's real love.
deeply touching.
life has a way of showing us things when we least expect it - I am sure the dalias will be perfect!
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