"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;"
~ William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 1600
I received a lovely long-stemmed rose on Valentine's Day. It was a surprise ~ and it did not come from a secret admirer or from my husband.  |
| Photo from flowersoncolumbus.com |
The pretty flower was a special gift from my own son, Alisdair! He'd gone to the grocery store, to buy a treat for himself, and saw the single roses on a table near the cash register. Normally there aren't any flowers in the little store, but since it was Valentine's Day, they had brought a selection in for last minute purchase by the men of the community who may have forgotten to plan ahead!
So, Alisdair counted his change, and realizing he would be a little short, went to the bank and took out enough to cover the impulsive purchase. (The only problem was, he forgot to figure the sales tax into the equation!) When he got back to the grocery store, cash in hand, he discovered his folly. Luckily, (for both myself, and the excited purchaser), his Dad also just happened to be shopping and when he heard about his son's financial difficulty, he stumped up some change to cover the shortfall!
When Alisdair arrived home, I was stunned! It was definitely a surprise .... the kind that warms the heart on a cold Winter's day!
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