There seems to be a whole lot I can not do for you right now.  I can’t make it all better.  I can’t stand in front of your fear.  I can’t take the weariness from you.  I can’t carry your sorrow.  I can’t always be there to catch all of your tears, but I can give you flowers.

For the last twenty years I never was much of a flower guy.  It was just money I didn’t think I should spend.  They just wither and eventually get tossed.  Just another way of throwing money away.  Sorry, that was the rational me.  I have now come to realize that being rational in an emotional world may be best for some.  I now realize that it is not the best for me.  I now know that there is something far deeper than just something to look at.

The stem is the foundation of us.  The sturdy skeleton that holds us up.  It brings us nourishment and lets us grow.  It holds us up when the wind wants to knock us down, and when times get really tough it lets us bend without breaking.

The leaves gather the light around us.  They nourish our souls.

The flower is our beauty.  It is what everyone sees, but that doesn’t really matter to us.  It is the beauty that we see in each other that is the most important.  It is the vibrance of our lives and the softness or our hearts.  It is our souls molded together into something beautiful, something exquisite just for us.

I give you flowers every week not because it is the most rational thing to do.  I give you flowers because I know that when they show up you know that I am thinking about you.  You know that I love you and that no matter what happens or what we are going through you are the most important thing to me.  I can’t give you a lot of things that you need right now, but I can give you flowers and I love you.