Reading my dear friend and mentor’s blog the other day made me sit and reflect on Mother’s Day and flower giving. Cindy’s blog, (found on my BlogRoll and here: www.laferle.com), was a simple post and a photo of the flowers she received from her son and soon-to-be-daughter-in-law.
My husband does the same – he never forgets special dates and likes to surprise me with bouquets. Every year on Valentine’s, he gets roses for our daughters, daughter-in-law, and our granddaughters. He also brought me the most beautiful flowers for the birth of each of our four children.
To me, no bouquet is sweeter than the handful of dandelions, picked with love by the chubby fingers of a toddler. Who smiles more, the giver? Or the receiver?
I still chuckle at the memory of my oldest son, who was about eight or nine-years-old, bringing me some of the most gorgeous hand-picked bouquets I had ever received from a child… until a neighbor (or was it his older sister?) alerted me that the flowers were coming from the garden of the dentist’s office down the street.
There is such beauty in seeing flowers in bloom. There is such a beauty in receiving flowers given with love, too. The beauty of the flower compels us to pay it forward by sharing them with others.
When God created these living works of art, I am sure He knew they would touch more than our senses.
He knew they would touch our hearts.
Who smiles more? The Giver? Or the receiver?
© 2012 – Lynne Cobb