I received a gorgeous bouquet of red and white flowers last week. Orchids, lilies, roses and gerbera daisies. When Arrine saw them for the first time she kept saying, “Woooowwww.” It was very sweet.

But last night as I was cutting back the drooping flowers, discarding the dried ones and transferring the bouquet to a smaller vase to keep it looking full, it brought me back to the hospital while I was with amm.

I had a daily routine and one of my tasks was to change the water and freshen up the bouquets. Cutting the stems again, consolidating, saying good-bye to flowers that just weren’t cheerful enough anymore. We were lucky to always have fresh flowers nearby, in that pale green room. I think it was pale green…

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