Whatever happened to sending flowers to your beloved? Or what about hand-carrying a beautiful bunch home on - gasp - a random Tuesday, just to surprise? Did the tradition of bestowing a beautiful bouquet end with email, texting...and sexting?!
Hmmmm....
Not to throw him under the bus or anything but...my hubby used to be much, much better about expressing his undying love to me. Posies, handwritten notes, little trinkets, sweet sentiments. Breakfast in bed. (Okay, he never has brought me breakfast in bed. But, he has gone to Starbucks to thoughtfully pick up coffee.)
Hmmmm....
Has life gotten so busy that he's forgotten such chivalry?
Hey, Dude, these are dahlias!
(At this point, I'd take a handful of grass, or leaves or weeds.)
To be fair, I should offer random acts of kindness too.
Hmmmm....
I think if we all slowed down, we'd actually be able to smell - and remember - the dahlias.
Yep.
If we could slow down.
And stop emailing.
And texting.
And sexting.
(Well, maybe not the sexting. Maybe I should try it?)
Hmmmm....