We both saw it: The glow around our soon-to-be home. We saw the for sale sign, parked our car and walked around the corner into the cul-de-sac. Upon first sight we both somehow knew that was to be our home, our very first home after years of living in family student housing. As we walked closer we noticed the large beautiful windows with lace curtains showing through, the soft grey and white colors of the exterior, and the inviting walkway leading up to the door. But the sweetest sight was that gentle splash of pink jumping out toward us from the rose bush at the corner of the garage. It was such a happy little rose bush, so full of pink flowers that it resembled more a bouquet. A few months later we closed on the house and that rose bush was “ours” but somehow you knew my heart. Many people express their love and devotion through flowers. A lai, bouquet, a corsage, you expressed your love and devotion through a rose bush, attached to a big and beautiful home. “I bought you roses.” You remarked with a grin. “Yes you did” I responded, fully understanding the sweet sacrifice you make for me, your wife, and for your little family.
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