Roses
I woke up to the smell of roses today. They weren't just any roses, they were special roses. The kind of roses we get for special events. We don't buy this type of rose often, the last time we bought one was when I was a little kid. I remember walking into the hospital with those flowers in my hand. I don't remember much after that, but the idea of me getting to hold a bouquet of flowers stuck with me. I felt like I had the most important gift, the most important responsibility. I've always had a thing for flowers. That's what made my relationship with my mother stronger. Every evening I would come home to see my mom in the garden. I had my own tasks so I felt like I was really contributing to the garden. To this day, my favorite type of flower is Bloodroots. They are so beautiful despite their horrendous name.