Sitting at my desk at work crying a little. Because an old friend of mine from high school just received flowers on her birthday. From her husband, who died of Cancer about a year before her last birthday. When she got flowers last year, she assumed it was an order placed before she died and though nothing more of it. But now this year again. And shes happy about it, but also a little sad, wondering how many years they will continue.
Knowing him, I'd not be surprised if he's paid, in advance for 50 more years. Too sweet.
