"Open your eyes, Mama," Aaron granted my eyes permission to do one of their primary jobs. Three plants stood before me, bursting forth with blossoms.
"I drive past this garden store every day while going to school and I knew I wanted to buy your Mother's Day present from there. After I finished mowing a lawn today, I went there and got you these."
I was reminded of the cubic zirconia earrings Aaron gave me one Christmas when he was a little boy. Oh, how he beamed with pride as he handed me the little box. Upon opening the gift, I observed two absolutely HUGE cubic zirconia earrings with an equally flashy matching pendant. Where does a middle class mama wear such bling? Many years later, I still do not know but should I ever need to make a VERY bold statement, those baubles will be put to good use.
Thankfully, Aaron's tastes have matured. Here is proof...
|The three gifts my middle OS gave me!|
|Do you know what the plant is called? Tell me in the comment section of my blog |
and I'll enter your name into my giveaway TWICE!
|I love any shade of purple therefore I love these!|
When my middle OS approached the clerk at the garden store, he announced he was buying some plants for his mother. The lady was so touched by his kindness, she added additional flowers into the planter.
She was not the only one to react to my son's inquiry. Apparently a rather corpulent young lady also overheard Aaron's conversation and began following my OS around the store perimeter. Creepy.
What I love about Aaron's efforts is the sincerity of his quest. I love that he did not choose the fancy garden store just down the road, instead he sought the simple, understated establishment. I have also driven by this store and nary given it a second thought. He blessed me and the garden store owner with equal measure. A generosity of heart is one of Aaron's most lovely qualities.
The rain has been gushing for days. I look at my plants in the garden through the large windows in our family room. They are verdant and sturdy, confident and acclimating well to their new environs. I'm in awe at how well they fit into the landscape. I can't help but think of my boy with each glance at my astilbe and its companion flower. It's as if they want to blossom with pride at being selected by Aaron and they want to do their job to the best of their ability.
If plants had feelings, and some posit that they do, I would have to say Aaron's selections are utterly joyous in their new home. It's as if they blossom with pride at being selected by Aaron and they want to do their job to the best of their ability.
|Here are several examples of the miniature pillows I create. They are sweet on a window |
sill or placed anywhere someone could use a word of encouragement.
I thought it would be fun to offer my first giveaway. Write a comment on my facebook about this post or write it directly this blog and you'll be entered to win a free homemade encouragement pillow. Also, if you answer the question in my post about the type of flower Aaron gave me, I'll enter your name twice. We can't remember the name of it so maybe you can help us figure it out. Deadline will be Friday, May 20 at 5pm EST.