When I arrived home from work today, after a long day of subbing at my school, a crowded trip to the grocery store, and unloading a ton of fixings for a dinner that I was about to prepare for Ed on St. Valentine’s Day, - I walked into my kitchen to THIS! (Warning....I'm about to happily and so proudly, take a mom's liberty here with this post and completely and utterly brag on my son, my first born, my only....)
My kitchen smelled so heavenly and so welcoming….similar to the wafting and welcoming smells of a florist in the middle of winter! There is just something magical about smelling fresh flowers in the middle of a New England winter. Sitting in a lovely vase were a dozen of the most gorgeous, most fragrant, pink roses, grown on this earth!
And beside the vase, this note……the best note that a mother could ever receive from her son.
AND WAIT....There is more..........
THIS was the reference that Bryan steered me towards when he mentioned to check out what was in the fridge!!!
Wow……WHAT A TREAT!!! Lake Champlain, long stemmed, strawberries, coated in luscious chocolate. OH MY! This, my friends, was the first part of our dessert tonight….. the strawberries were pure heaven on earth.
I am so blessed and so moved, that my son of 22 years, could be so thoughtful, so kind, so creative, so giving, and so thankful for his mommy! It doesn’t get much better than this……thanks Bry P. - you made your mother’s year! I love you! xx oo
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